I don’t care if you read this.

That’s a lie. I do care. A lot.

I want to be happy, and it would make me happy if you read my scribbles. Especially because I write about happiness. That elusive, nebulous concept we’re all supposedly chasing..

Is it bullshit? Maybe.

Is it worth chasing? Probably.

Better than thirsting after money, or sex, or likes, right?

You know what happiness really is?

An invitation.

A petition to explore the messiness of being human.

That’s all I am. Just a messy, flawed human. A guy in the trenches with good days and shit ones. Someone life slapped around for a while, until I slapped back.

I got so depressed I enrolled in a psychology degree. Not for any noble reason, just a desperate attempt to hack my brain back to happiness.

This blog is where I dump what I’m learning. It’s part therapy, part study notes. But most importantly, it’s a naked attempt to build credibility as a psych nerd who might eventually know what he’s talking about.

Basically, I explore the research so you don’t have to.

But let’s be clear: I am not your fucking guru.

Just an accidental philosopher who overthinks everything and loves to drop f-bombs. Think Carl Jung if he was a sarcastic dad who loves fart jokes and has a dramatically lower IQ.

The personal development space is a minefield.

I plan to step on all those mines, expose the bollocks you should ignore, and gather up the leftover shrapnel that might actually be useful.

Every [insert arbitrary timeframe here], I’ll share one idea from psychology that might help you live a little better.

If you made it this far (Jesus, haven’t you got anything better to do!?) you should probably follow me.

I promise at least the first sentence will be a banger. The rest might be drivel, but I guarantee you a top-notch three seconds.

Then you can move on with your life.