We all carry a little suitcase of unprocessed nonsense. Some of it is ours. Some of it gets handed to us by people, workplaces, and leaders who never planned to help unpack it. This piece is about choosing yourself, dropping what was never yours to hold, and turning the rest into something lighter, funnier, and maybe even keychain-sized.

It’s happening. The site is live. The book will be up for preorder soon. The merch is real. And I am—as always—barely holding it together.

The last few weeks have been a blur of anxiety, spreadsheets, and main character delusion. I kept refreshing pages that weren’t public yet, editing descriptions that no one could see, convinced that if I tweaked one more sentence, maybe the universe would finally let me rest. It didn’t. But somewhere between the panic and the perfectionism, I realized something: I’m building something that’s mine.