Welcome to the Chaos: An Official-ish Introduction

Hey there, fellow humans of the internet!

I'm Michelle, your unofficial guide to this little online sanctuary of ours. Why me? Well, I’m the daughter of a counselor (our Supreme Overlord of "Because I Said So," Tamie O'Neil), which means I’ve spent a lifetime dissecting feelings, overanalyzing interactions, and knowing exactly when someone’s about to cry- sometimes before they even realize it. It also means I’ve been rolling my eyes at unsolicited life advice since birth. So, naturally, I’m here to welcome you with open arms—and maybe a little bit of sarcasm.

What Have You Stumbled Into?

This isn’t just another feel-good, let's-all-hug-it-out community. No, no. This is a space for real talk, and for us to be real people. A place where we embrace the messy, the awkward, and the “did I just overshare?” moments. Think of this particular space as a group therapy session—minus the co-pay and awkward silences (you can save those for your actual therapy sessions.)

The Rules (Sort of)

1. Be Kind (But Not Fake-Nice) – We love honesty, but don’t be a jerk. There’s a difference between keeping it real and acting like a reality TV villain.

2. Laugh at Yourself – Life’s a mess, and so are we. The ability to laugh at our own ridiculousness is a survival skill.

3. No Toxic Positivity – If you’re having a bad day, say it. We won’t throw a bunch of “just smile more!” nonsense at you.

4. Therapist Wisdom is Free Here – Look, I’ve been absorbing counseling insights my whole life, and I might just drop some knowledge on you when you least expect it. Consider it a bonus.

   
   

Why You’ll Love It Here

Because we get it. Whatever “it” is for you—stress, anxiety, imposter syndrome, existential dread at 3 a.m.—you’re not alone. We’re all just winging it together, and if my upbringing taught me anything, it’s that talking about the hard stuff makes it a little less heavy.

So, whether you’re here for deep chats, dark humor (because let's face it- that humor is a load bearing support at this point), or just to lurk and silently judge, welcome. You belong. Now go introduce yourself so we can pretend to be socially competent together.

With Love, Michelle

(Daughter of a Professional Listener, Master of the Side-Eye)