Welcome to the emotional rollercoaster you didn’t ask to ride but here we are.

From daddy issues wrapped in passive-aggressive silence to “friends” who only call when they need a ride to the airport, I’m unpacking it all, with a healthy dose of sarcasm, zero filter, and the occasional existential crisis.

Think of this as your weekly reminder that you’re not the only one dodging emotional landmines.

Pull up a chair. Bring wine. Or trauma. Either works.