About

I feel like I should warn people when they meet me.

*Warning*

It may seem like I don’t like you but trust me, I probably do. Those yawns I’m stifling aren’t because I’m bored and the constant looking at the time doesn’t mean I’m not enjoying myself. I have idiopathic hypersomnia. Big words, but they just mean I’m tired all the time no matter how much sleep I get. And the only place I want to be is in my bed sleeping.

*Warning*

If I start talking really loud, spending money everywhere we go, and I start dancing by myself in a grocery store, that’s actually pretty normal for me. Be aware though that 15 minutes after I do all of those things I will probably be upset at something small you said and not want to go anywhere with you. Don’t worry I just have bipolar type II disorder. It’s me, not you.

P.S. I also have ADHD.

*Warning*

I live with my mom and I don’t have my own car, so anything we do is around her schedule unless you’re picking me up. We’ll most likely end up watching Netflix though. That or headed to a new restaurant I want to try. But I’m usually broke, so Netflix it is. I do have a job but it’s part time, just enough to pay bills.

*Warning*

I was going to school, culinary school that is, but that didn’t last. That would make me a college dropout for the third time. Third time’s the charm though, right? But that just means less time studying and more time with you, am I right??

*Warning*

I love music and songwriting and I’ll probably drag you to an open mic night. I’ve been working on writing and producing an album for the past three years so I’ll probably bring it up every other conversation that we have.

*Warning*

I also paint in whatever spare time I have left. You’re welcome to watch me if you want, I’d actually enjoy the company. Although the latest painting I’ve been working on is a gigantic self portrait, whatever that says about me, so be prepared to stare at my face all day.

*Warning*

I wear a lot of black. No, I’m not goth. I like to think of it more like rock’n’roll. Also, I’m fat. Call it curvy, plus sized, fluffy, or whatever makes you feel better. I’m not going to apologize for it. I actually really like my body. I just wish the rest of the world would catch up. And yes, I am healthy.

*Warning*

I am a lot of things. Rash. Determined. Half-crazy. Artistic. Trendy. Moody. Sleepy. Confusing. Forgetful. But I like to think that last of all I am lovable. I know I have my flaws, lots of them. but I hope you can see past that to the real and genuine me.

And if not, well, can’t say I didn’t warn you.