I am 28, a master’s graduate and a PhD hopeful.
I live alone with my cats, and sometimes some fosters.
I am the middle child of several siblings, and a child of internationally divorced parents.
I’m also a Libra, so you can argue that I was born a diplomat.
I hate loud noises, crowded places, and the feeling of grass between my feet. I’m also not a fan of cheesecake.
I love thunderstorms, falling asleep on a boat, and that drippy sweaty feeling after a good run or workout.
I don’t have kids, or plans. I don’t know what I’m going to do when I grow up. But a big part of me wants to run away.
I have depression and anxiety and am medicated for both. I’m not sure how much it has helped.
I drink my coffee black and like my eggs over easy. But other than that, I’m still trying to figure out who I am.
