Before the dating apps and adult chaos, there was me — a ten-year-old with a glitter pen, a Lisa Frank diary, and a lot of feelings.

This holiday season, I’m taking a short break from dating disasters to share something a little different: a mini-series of short stories straight from my childhood diaries. Expect bad spelling, big emotions, and the kind of middle-school drama that felt like the end of the world.

Plus, a quick life update — my sister is finally welcoming a baby boy after five years of hoping and manifesting, so I’ll be taking some time to soak up all the auntie joy (and baby snuggles).

Stay tuned for “Little Me, Big Drama,” dropping soon. Because before I was flirty and failing spectacularly…