Telling You I’m Trouble Before You Find Out the Hard Way

Transparency is my love language but I make it toxic. I’ll tell you up front: I’m messy, dramatic, complicated, and maybe a little unhinged on Thursdays. I don’t hide my red flags. I wave them proudly like parade banners.

And yet, you’ll still lean in. You’ll think you’re different, stronger, immune. You’ll think you’re the one who can handle the chaos. Spoiler: you won’t. I warned you. I gave you the syllabus. If you still fail the class, that’s on you.

Tessa’s Final Thought: Honesty doesn’t absolve me, but it does shift the blame. I told you I was trouble  you enrolled anyway.

Disclaimer: This blog is for entertainment only. Tessa is not responsible for broken hearts, ignored red flags, or your own delusional belief that you’d be the exception.