That’s me. With the phone. There are lots of unflattering pictures in existence that accurately reflect my true self. This is one of them.
I started this blog in college. It was a project for a media class I took as part of my minor. I will later realize I went to school for the wrong thing. But that story is for another day and another page. I started a blog called Fabrication or Fact with Foj. It was a comso-esque publication for college students that housed intelligent articles about topics like sex, relationships and boys. Because #ratings.
As I continued my journey after college and started to sort of grow into an adult human, I grew tired of such topics. I started writing about things happening in my life, lessons I had learned and other anecdotes swirling around in my head.
As my boyfriend (now husband) has asked me, you may be wondering, “But like, why?” Bless his soul. What a stupid fucking question. Why does anyone do anything they like? I write because it’s something I’ve known how to do since I was little. It’s a passion. And it brings me joy.
But most importantly, I believe that powerful stories are the only things that spark change. So I’m here to tell mine. Because, like many of us, I have a lot to say.