We’re all a little crazy.

Most of you reading this already know about me and my life; for those who don’t, here are some basic facts about me. My name is Amy. I’m 29 years old. Here’s my most recent selfie. It only took about 15 or 20 tries.


I work for a local University. I have a wonderful, large family:


I have a supportive network of friends:

I love cats, board games, crafts, being outside, and the occasional glass of moscato. My sister would describe me as a sarcastic, typical younger sister, and a little weird. But the most important thing to know about me is, I’m flawed. Shocked? Me too. And not just flawed as in I have the occasional bad hair day (although that clearly happens, especially with curly hair).

I’m Old Greg!

I mean flawed as in I experience emotions, both good and bad. I struggle with anxiety and depression. I’m a perfectionist, I’m often exhausted (shout out to pernicious anemia!), I let down those closest to me, I can be sensitive, and yes, I occasionally often have bad hair days. In fact, we are all flawed, have things with which we are ashamed of, or experience deep insecurities.

I am on a journey to remember that it is completely okay to not have it all down. I am on a journey to remember that while I may not always be the best, I am trying my best, and in the end, that’s all that counts. Feel free to follow me on this journey and to keep in mind that you aren’t alone. Opening up about struggles, while not always easy to do, will wind up making life much easier and more fulfilling ❤