911 MISSING PERSONS

So, let’s address the obvious:

I’ve been MIA for a hot minute. Did I get lost in the dessert, embark on a life-changing spiritual journey, or join a the illuminati? Nope. I moved to a new place, got sick for what felt like a decade (but was actually just a week), and have been juggling anxiety, imposter syndrome, and a job that’s an absolute shit storm. Fun, right?

Moving first—because why not throw my life into a blender? There’s nothing like packing up your entire existence to remind you just how many questionable items you’ve hoarded over the years. (Do I need three copies of the same book? Yes! don't judge me. )

New place, same me—except now with more boxes that I’ll probably never unpack.

And then there’s the sickness. One week, they said. Just a little bug, they said. You shoud rest, they said. But in that one week, time stood still. I had a headache that was so severe I think it would have felt better if someone chopped it off! Every other hour I wondered if this was it. Spoiler: It wasn’t. But I am now aggressively suspicious of anyone who coughs within a ten-mile radius.

Speaking of crises, my job. Picture a house on fire in the middle of a desert, except the dessert is filled with, discriminatory insults, and passive-aggressive emails. Yep, that about sums it up. I’m not saying this year is the apocalypse, but with Trump back in office, it’s starting to feel a little end-of-days-ish.

Is this the final chapter of humanity?

Possibly.

Am I handling it well?

Absolutely not.

In other news, My anxiety and imposter syndrome have been working overtime—truly the most reliable employees in my life. They’ve been whispering sweet nothings like, “Are you even good at this?” and, “Wow, everyone else is doing better than you.”

But here’s the thing: Even in the midst of all this, I’m back, and I’m ready to terrorize everyone with my unfiltered thoughts, dry humor, and the occasional emotional meltdown disguised as a blog post.

I’ve missed writing, sharing, and connecting—even if it’s just me sending blog post about absouletley nothing.

So, to anyone out there who’s been in their own little spiral—whether it’s hiding at home with the curtains drawn, eating ice cream straight from the container, or questioning everything while binge-watching Squid Games 2 —just know you’re not alone. We’re in this mess together, and if you could please pass the spoon, I’d really appreciate it.

Let’s survive this chaos one day (and one sarcastic blog) at a time.

Cheers to that.