I'm a 22 year old woman from western Colorado. I'm married to a wonderful man. We had a Pug named Luke that we love and spoil. Sarcasm is my first language. Humor is my main coping skill/defense mechanism. I'm the physical and mental product of bad genes and a mountain of trauma. So I have a lot of mental and physical health problems that I deal with by loads of doctors appointments, a good dose of therapy, some medications, lots of humor, a boatload of music and a large amount of sleep. I'm pretty open about all my trauma and health problems at this point because I've learned the hard way that not talking about it helps no one. And that by talking about it, I can help other people. I try not to take life too seriously because, let's be honest. No one makes it out alive anyway. Why not help each other out while we're here?