Introducing… myself?

Hi. I am Cassandra Diane. Cassandra. Cassie. Dallas (I might explain that one later). Welcome to the start of my mid-life crisis. Kidding, kind of.

I started writing and picking topics about sex, communication, relationships, shame spirals, divorce, and how I decided I would finally start wearing crop tops at age thirty-five not because I think I am an expert at any of the subjects, but because I have had spots in my life where I kind of sucked at all of the above and I thought putting a personal, sometimes sad, sometimes humorous touch on the subjects might help it seem more relatable to those that are living that life. Sometimes the things we think are devastating are the things that we learn and grow the most from, sometimes there isn’t a silver lining but a good story for later with friends (with a cocktail in hand), and sometimes we learn that we are a lot more resilient than we give ourselves credit for.

Parts of this will be about me. Parts of this will be about you. I’d say that this could be a journey we go on together, but this is you reading something that I am writing, and the entire concept gets a little weird when we start making imaginary blog friends. It’s probably already questionable that you are reading this, so we don’t want to stir up any more dirt.

To be completely transparent, I rely on Google for most things, including writing. No, my writing is not grammatically correct to the standards of English majors across the world. I didn’t necessarily want it to be. I wanted it to be as if I was sitting in front of you, talking to you like a friend or some random stranger I am entertaining with my antics at an airport bar. If you are a fan of grammatically incorrect, not-so-HR-friendly writing then you have found yourself in the right spot.

Here is a crash course in who I am. Thirty-six years old. Licensed cosmetologist since 2006. Homeowner since 2015. One engagement that didn’t make it to a marriage. One marriage that didn’t make it past three years. One marriage that came with three teenage stepsons. No biological kids. Two dogs. Left working in cosmetics to work in fuel as a VP of sales to turn around and work in family law as a client engagement specialist (while also doing hair, make-up, and selling diesel to construction companies). Some would say I am heavily tattooed. Purple hair until further notice. There is so much more but I don’t want any spoiler alerts and this is starting to feel like I am writing a MySpace profile.

Warning: I have no idea what I am doing and had no idea how quickly my technologically savvy side would deteriorate with age.

Disclaimer: To cover my ass, I’m going to go ahead and say that this entire website should have a “trigger warning”. There are some delicate topics that will be discussed, might bring up some uncomfortable feelings inside of you (and it probably brought up uncomfortable feelings in me while writing). Proceed with caution.