#deardiaryimspiraling

For what is life if not one long, drawn-out performance of a Victorian lady with no prospects and far too much drama?"🎀

I had a meltdown at work. Then I accidentally fell for a man with authority, a good voice, and hands that should be illegal. So naturally, I did what any self-respecting emotionally unstable girlie would do: I started a blog. It's about spiraling. It’s about repression. It’s about hitting your face on a cabinet because you're trying to avoid your work crush. Basically, it’s the hot mess saga of catching feelings when I really, really didn’t want to. Read it for: 💔 emotional concussions ✨ dramatic denial 🧍 internal feminist crisis 🤸‍♀️ public humiliation (feat. cabinetry)

🖤 Blog post: “Dear Diary, I’m Spiraling — The Inappropriate Crush Saga”