starting over yet again

i quit my job plus judy blume is our forever hero, a playa hatin' facebook group for singles, and starting an oracle card practice

I quit my job.

I’ve worked at the same place for over a decade. But over the past year or so, it became clear that they’ve changed and our values don’t align anymore. So, long story short, I quit.

It’s the right decision and I don’t regret it. Still, I feel sort of unmoored and existential. The title of this newsletter — Where the F*ck’s My Happy Ending?! — was always meant to be sort of a cheeky nod to my divorce versus the secret part of me that loves romcoms and John Hughes and who wants to believe in happy endings, my own included. In practice, it seems to be about me reckoning with all the ways life continues to surprise me.

(I’m using “surprise” generously. Because “disappointment” is just so much bleaker.)

You know that Sex and the City episode where a mid-divorce Charlotte is in the self help aisle searching for this book Starting Over Yet Again? And there’s all these women sobbing and shoving dry Barnes & Nobles cookies in their mouths? Of course, Charlotte is horrified to be as…