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Spirited Blog Introduction: Lets Go Back to The Beginning

I’m going to paint a picture of how this blog came to be.

It’s Tuesday afternoon and my hormones are fucking raging. It’s three days before my period drops, and if you’re a person who has ovaries, you know the firestorm that I’m going through. I’m mad at everything. I hate everything about myself. There is no joy, no hope….no reason to shower. The voice in my head is telling me that all of the things I’m trying to improve my existence, will in fact, result in the same bullshit and that nothing changes.

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Hi! I'm Jessica.

I get one Amex card, and now it's become my entire personality.

Lover of cats, McDonalds, Pringles, $70 gin, Magic Kingdom, and shiny things.

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  • Public – An easy app to break into the stock market that is educational, and not at all overwhelming! 
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This photo is of Jessica wearing headphones, with a floral background.

Spirited Blog Introduction: Lets Go Back to The Beginning

I’m going to paint a picture of how this blog came to be.

It’s Tuesday afternoon and my hormones are fucking raging. It’s three days before my period drops, and if you’re a person who has ovaries, you know the firestorm that I’m going through. I’m mad at everything. I hate everything about myself. There is no joy, no hope….no reason to shower. The voice in my head is telling me that all of the things I’m trying to improve my existence, will in fact, result in the same bullshit and that nothing changes.