a jaded, hopelessly romantic, health-conscious part girl's search for meaning


My Book

I gave up men for Lent

the story of a jaded, hopelessly romantic, health-conscious party girl's search for meaning




I woke up on a blurry Saturday morning, put a hand to my throbbing head, and started to recall the events from the night before. Oh shit, I thought as the evening played back spottily in my head like a Netflix movie during a storm. I can’t believe I made out with David. I pulled a pillow over my face and tried to go back to sleep, not yet ready to face those consequences.

By most definitions, I lived a social, fulfilling life. I had a good job, great friends, solid family. Aside from the thirty-something and single combination, my life was picture perfect. But that was just a filter, like how the right Instagram filter can hide the circles under your eyes. The unfiltered me was restless… uninspired… uncomfortable. Something had to change and that drunken make out with my not-single good friend was the straw that broke the camel’s back. So I gave up men for Lent– a 40 day cleanse in an attempt to figure out why I felt unhappy in my happy life.

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My Story

I spent years successfully wandering through jobs but always trying to figure out “what I want to be when I grow up.” As my career path zigged and zagged, writing was always there, lurking in the background patiently waiting it's turn.
Then at 32 years old, the patience ran out.

I didn’t sit down to write this book. It jumped out of me at arguably the worst, best, most confusing, and most liberating time of my life. 

And suddenly you know: It’s time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings.
— Meister Eckhart

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