Ever gone through a phase where your give-a-damn is broken and your standards are... on sabbatical? Welcome to what I lovingly call the Smut Goblin Phase — a glorious, chaotic chapter where healing sometimes means making out with a stranger and reclaiming your body one bad decision at a time.

No shame. No apologies. Just raw stories, real laughs, and the occasional reminder that your wild phase might just be your most honest one yet.