“A manic marketing campaign turned self-discovery journey.”
I didn’t mean to go viral.
I was just passionate — determined, really — to create a safe-zone platform that focused on mental health and trauma.
America is so trauma ill-informed it gives me the ick.
Somewhere between “healing through humor” and “holy sh*t, she’s unhinged,” I hit Boost Post.
And just like that, my face and voice started showing up on strangers’ For You Pages across the world. BAHAHAHA.
Now I laugh thinking about all the comments asking if I was okay or politely suggesting I see a therapist.
Loves — you’re a little late. I already went global with my mania, breakdowns, and unhingy-ness.
I wasn’t trying to be a creator; I was trying to be understood.
By week two, I’d replied to every single comment with a video.
By month two, I’d done it hundreds of times.
Normal people type their responses.
I filmed mine.
Efficiency, babes.
Mania doesn’t do moderation — duh.
