Hi I’m LaLa 🎀
A retired hoodrat and recovering D1 Crash Out.
Yes, that means I used to make questionable decisions at Olympic levels… and now I make slightly healthier questionable decisions with better skincare and a healing playlist in the background. Growth.
I became the soft, spicy healer I am today the same way most healers do: through trauma, delusion, stubbornness, and strictly out of spite.
Life said “here’s an obstacle course of childhood dysfunction, mental illness, and chronic pain,” and I said “bet, but make it character development.”
Mentally, I’m rocking a collector’s edition set:
• Borderline Personality Disorder (the deluxe emotional rollercoaster edition)
• Major Depressive Disorder (seasonal AND surprise drops)
• Panic Disorder (limited edition jumpscares)
• Anxiety (premium overthinking package)
• Complex PTSD (the classic)
• Mild Autism Spectrum flavor
• Minor OCD (sprinkles)
• And ADD without the hyperactivity because apparently my brain said, “Let’s be chaotic… but quietly.”
Physically? Baby, this body came with DLCs.
Spinal issues, a hip that hops with no music, migraines, complex pain syndrome, crunchy joints, gastrointestinal chaos, doctors on speed dial, a body that can’t regulate it’s own temperature…and a punch card at pain management and physical therapy like I’m earning reward points.
I’m also a mom of two teens — one who shares my calling card of psych diagnoses and physical battles (all different than mine - so THAT’S FUN). Every day is a wild ride in our home. Some would call it “the asylum.”
I prefer to call it THE GARDEN.
Because somehow, in all the chaos, we still grow here.
We laugh, we cry, we dissociate, we stretch, we cuss a little, we heal a lot.
We bloom sideways, crooked, stubbornly — but we bloom.
So welcome to my corner of the internet.
If you’ve ever survived life by humor, audacity, medical appointments, and vibes alone?
Baby, you’re already home.
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