Hello everyone. Welcome to the Bitchvival Podcast. I'm just laughing with myself.

A shocker. I said to Andrew like 16 times this weekend I said, do you ever wake up and

you just think, I have nothing left to say. I have nothing interesting to tell, I have no tidbits or opinions to move the meter,

I am on reserve fuel, I have quite literally nothing to provide anybody today.

And that's where I'm operating from.

I've had, you know, I'm kind of in my post-menstrel,

you know, like the day or two after your period where like all of your hormones kind of take a deep dive like a plummet like what is it a venom drop at Hurricane Harbor and you just start reassessing everything about yourself

99.9% of the time, this is the truest thing I'll ever say. 99.9% of the time I wake up so joyous. It's off-brand but off-brand

October is right around the corner and you know she's nothing if not painfully honest and authentic.

Most of the time I wake up, I open my drapes with a smile on my face,

I hear the birds chirping, and I do get a little bit of a twitch but I'm indoors so it's okay and I think wow how did I get here? Life is oh so good but then there's like two or three days out of the month usually after a

menstrual cycle where I start reassessing everything and downward spiraling and I'm low and I'm downward spiraling and I'm low and I'm slow and I'm broken.

And that's where I'm at today.

So let's be mindful of my current mental state.

I also was talking to a friend a few weeks ago. I was

talking to Heather McMahon and we were just you know talking shit because sometimes

you need to do that with a girlfriend on a Tuesday. It was a beautiful day.

She called me and she's like, I just need to talk shit and I was like, I'm your girl. Let's go, baby. Where should we fucking start? It was like 28 minutes of just purging, being very petty but like well-intentioned, light-hearted

shit talk with your gal pal and it felt so good you know just a midday pick me up.

And I said to her something that has stuck with me ever since because I believe I was projecting I said Heather do you ever feel like you're hooked up handcuffed to a treadmill of relevancy?

Just fighting for your life, running, flailing limbs, sweating, gasping for air, but on a treadmill to nowhere of relevancy.

I just, I wasn't saying that to her because no one is more relevant than my dear friend Heather

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