THE SECRET LINING OF HEARTBREAK? IS BACKBONE.

Well-adjusted humans need not apply.

  • 2009: GIRL FROM SCRANTON. GREW UP IN A TRAILER PARK. ORPHANED + ALONE. LOST + SCARED. ANGRY AT WORLD. CYNICAL + DISILLUSIONED. BETRAYED BY LIFE. $26 + SLEEPING IN MY CAR. SUBSISTING ON DOLLAR MENU MCDONALD'S. QUESTIONING EVERYTHING. HATING EVERYONE. VERY BAD HAIR.

  • 2017: Million dollar online empire. Meaningful career writing from Macbook. Hobby = traveling the world, pretending my thighs aren't chafing. Roots in Philadelphia. House in Costa Rica. Represented by #1 independent literary agency in NYC. Much less pissed off. Drinks better wine. Doesn't even grimace at children. (...Usually.) And discovers that the silver lining of heartbreak is backbone—and the best part about desperation? Is depth.


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Most of the People I Grew Up With Voted for Trump—AND I HAD NO IDEA HOW TO REACT [A Story Through the Eyes of a “Scrappy Kid From Scranton”]

In: Success

  For many people the election was a shock—but for me, it was a betrayal. There were things I thought I knew. I thought I knew, for example, that the smartest kid in my high school class—the one with the lightning fast wit and the ability to crush a calculus equation, who even held the title of “boyfriend” our junior year—would surely be voting the way I was. He was not. I thought I knew, for example, that the respectable,

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When the Internet Becomes a Raging Psycho Serial Killer—And Everybody’s All, “Whatever, LOL.”

In: Success

  Oh 2017. It’s an odd-numbered year, which always makes me feel uneasy about things. I mean, what good could come of a year that ends in the number seventeen? The last time seventeen and I met, I was sneaking out of my bedroom at one o’clock in the morning, discovering that beer came in forty-ounce bottles (GENIUS), and playing rap music on volume ten—while (get this) ***still being able to multitask.*** Ah, the luxury of youth. These days, anyone even so

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Lack of Sleep Turning You Into a Pissed Off 2-Year Old? I HAVE ALL THE ANSWERS.

In: Creating, Hard Stuff, Lady Balls, Productivity, Success

  Get a load of this insider information: Did you know your brain actually needs SLEEP? I’m pretty sure that none of us are ACTUALLY SLEEPING, and you know who I blame this entirely on? Wine. Holy mother of dragons, discovery of the decade: If I have wine at night, I will not be able to sleep. And by “not be able to sleep,” what I mean to say is that I’ll be laying there in bed like a pissed

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So This One Time I Thought I Had Breast Cancer—And The Doctor Was a Huge D*ck

In: Finding Your Voice, Hard Stuff, Lady Balls, Life

So today I placed my boobs into a giant, hospital-grade George Foreman grill and held my breath as the nurse to the X-ray. Let me tell you what, there is nothing quite like hoisting the flesh of your nipple onto a cold metal surface while a stranger watches. I mean, they’re definitely judging you. If not the size of your areolas, your dexterity. They’re there tapping their foot while you’re fuddling along with some necklace that never effing clasps when you want

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Personal Sovereignty + Giving Yourself Options + Who Needs a Vodka?

In: Business 101, Creating, Hard Stuff, Success

So that happened this week. There’s a lot that could be said, and a lot I’ll refrain from saying, but I did want to send a courtesy note to say, first of all, that my new on business mentorship program is still moving forward—and starts tomorrow—and second, that holy moly, it’s about so much than your career. You know, I’d never thought too much about on business as something that could save the world—at least, not in much

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Unf*ckwithable BOSS | Online Business Development Program

In: Business 101, Confidence, Creating, Marketing, Money Talk, Selling, Success, Video

*enthusiastic drum roll por favor*  Just kidding. I’d actually like an electronic harp, please. (Obviously superior.) Ladies, gents, and pandas, it is my pleasure to announce that the all-new Unf*ckwithable Boss On Business Development Program is now officially open. If you ever wished that you and I could put our heads together over a bottle of wine, and work together for a series of weeks ing in hard and creating—or overhauling—your on business from start to finish, A-Z, this is for you. As

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HOLY BUTTERNUTS I MADE A VIDEO. (P.S. IT’S OUTRAGEOUS. WITH CAPS. ALL OF THEM. )

In: Humor, Video

Hold all the pumpkin rolls: I’VE DONE IT, YOU GUYS. I’VE FINALLY DONE VIDEO. I’m pretty sure that giving me a camera was a very bad idea. Or a very good idea—I can’t tell yet. But I can tell you this—I AM HAVING WAY TOO MUCH FUN. For the of a laugh, it’s called: What Freelancers, Creatives & Business Owners Are Really Thinking. (You didn’t think this was going to be a serious lecture did you?) It’s two minutes long, has a major attitude

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Self-Hatred, Low Self-Esteem & Firing Those Lying Pricks From Your Payroll

In: Communication, Confidence, Hard Stuff, Success

  Alright, real talk: It’s 4:27am and there should be laws against writing at these hours. Is this what drunk driving feels like? Because I’m pretty sure my eyes are doing cartwheels and my brain is like, “What the ****?” and all the while my stomach is all, LISTEN LADY IF WE’RE DOING THIS I’M GONNA NEED SOME ASSISTANCE DOWN HERE. I mean, I normally wouldn’t mind dragging a bag of Doritos into bed with me at this hour (it’s

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