In Case You Were Wondering

This is what it looks like to press “send” on the last year of your life. Lucky for you, my thick-rimmed glasses hide the tote-sized bags under my eyes. I don’t know why, but my (possibly blind) friend Rachel thinks I look smokin’. Oh, yes. I’m a true vision of beauty… And by “beauty,” I mean “sleep deprivation, wild mood swings and crippling anxiety.” I need to bottle that shit and sell it at Sephora. I’d make a killing!