Building Zero Problems

I'm working on a new project & I need your help.

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One of my favorite parts about life are the beautiful connections we make with each other. One of my least favorite parts about life is an excessive need for validation, from other people, especially when I think outside the box. Whether it's 1-time advice from the old man sitting next to you at the bar, or a life-changing decision you're desperately seeking an answer for - being heard is important.

It took me a really long time to understand that I wasn't the only person who felt insecure when I didn't know the answer to something. This next project is something I'm really passionate about. My goal is to get people, from all walks of life, talking and asking questions in a safe space that is meant for nothing more but connection, ease and entertainment. 

I've never felt understood and I've always been selfish enough to think I was the only one. My life has always been a confusing contradiction of trying to make a million things work at once.

From growing up in Texas, as a competitive cheerleader, moving to Utah with a non-traditional Christian background to being sought after in high school as someone who could be saved with LDS Missionary lessons. Going to Acting/Film school in Salt Lake City while being bullied by Sorority sisters and drugged on multiple occasions in Fraternity houses, remaining as an empty shell. Spending time in therapy, failed relationships and friendships, to blogging about my problems afterwards. To finally getting the courage to leave and go to Acting school for a summer in LA. Back to working in the top Talent Agency in SLC & then making a move to San Francisco to pursue a career (my dream career @ my dream company) in Entertainment and Social Media, which eventually all crumbled in my lap. All of this, with an intense obsession for Gangster Rap, Ancient Aliens and my insanely diverse group of friends.

I may not be an expert in advice-giving, but I've seen some shit and I am extremely passionate about people and their stories. 

This platform is now open for discussion:

Let's chat. What's on your mind?

disclaimer: The end goal in this project is building a larger platform to discuss the questions being asked. Thanks for reading!

Writer's Block

I can't believe it's been this long since my last blog post. Life has changed, a lot. Probably more so than ever. It's been rough trying to put this all into words...

Fear is a really strange thing. It's most definitely my least favorite thing to talk about, so getting through it always takes time. But it is strange, isn't it? All of our reactions are so completely unique. Some are crippled by it, while others are immune to it. Why is that?

This time last year, I had just turned 24 and was already fully immersed in a dead-end job that I hated. I felt as though the city I was in didn't have much else to offer and mostly, I felt stuck. A lot could have been worse, but being in your 20s and feeling like your life is over is outrageous. Unbeknownst to myself, I had already made my bed and those around me were going to make sure I was going to lie in it. That they did.

I was living back in my parents house, with little direction as to where I was going next. As the Universe would have it, their on-the-market-for-3-years house finally sold and I had little time to make a decision. My brother opened his couch in San Francisco and it felt like I was on the next plane with no plans to come back.

I landed a dope job at a company I was crushing on before I even sent in my application, and a killer deal on a room in San Francisco - the MOST expensive and sought after city in the United States, all within a month - it felt meant to be.

As time went on, I learned how much I absolutely hated living in SF. I fell in love with my career and I fell out just as fast. By the end of Summer, I knew it was time to move on. So that's what I'm doing.

The worst part is that I feel like I'm being driven by fear. I'm conflicted, confused and have no sense of direction. Everything I thought I wanted or knew changed, almost overnight. Now, I don't know what my dream is and I feel forever jaded.

How do you find inspiration once you've lost it? Where do you go?



One word to describe where I am in life right now - lost.