Where's the Fucking Manual?

<p class=ql-align-justify><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>You thought that by the time you hit 30 you'd have it all figured out right? A career a home maybe even a stable mental state. But nope. Instead you wake up every morning wondering when the fuck did you get this old.</span></p><p class=ql-align-justify><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>This book is a beautifully chaotic swear-filled emotional shitshow. It came from me casually journaling. I thought I'd be profound deep even. Instead I ended up with a bunch of ramblings that could only be described as self-inflicted therapy with a side of pure unfiltered chaos. I read it back and thought You know what? Someone else might need to see this disaster. And here we are folks. Welcome to my breakdown you lucky bastards.</span></p><p class=ql-align-justify></p><p class=ql-align-justify><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Let me make one thing clear; if you came here looking for some high-brow Pulitzer-worthy prose turn around and run. This book is a wreck. It's vulgar it's raw and if it doesn't make you laugh at least once you're probably dead inside. And it's definitely not for anyone who can't handle the word 'cunt'.</span></p><p class=ql-align-justify><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>This isn't some inspirational guide for women to feel better about themselves while they sip green tea and read self-help books. No. This is for the women who feel like they're constantly on the verge of a crisis while everyone else pretends to have their shit together.</span></p><p></p><p class=ql-align-justify><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>No one knows what the fuck is going on. They're just better at hiding it than you.</span></p><p class=ql-align-justify></p><p class=ql-align-justify><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>The mayhem in these pages is here to remind you that we're all on the same rollercoaster together. It's unpredictable messy and occasionally offensive in a way that makes you laugh (even though you probably shouldn't). This book is like your</span><strong style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)> inner monologue</strong><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)> except I'm saying it out loud for all of us. Because let's face it we're all just trying to survive this shitshow of adulthood and if you can't laugh at the mess you're probably going to cry into your pillow.</span></p><p class=ql-align-justify></p><p class=ql-align-justify><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>So buckle up buttercup. It's about to get real raw and ridiculously funny. Say hello to your new best friend. Let's dive into the bedlam of being a </span><strong style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>woman in her 30s</strong><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(0 0 0 1)> and try not to spill your wine along the way.</span></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Perfect for:</strong></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>✔ Your bestie who's in a midlife crisis at 32.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>✔ Reading with a glass of wine (or straight from the bottle..with a straw).</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>✔ A fun and easy read to avoid doing actual life admin.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>✔ When you're overthinking everything and need a laugh.</span></p><p></p><p><strong style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Grab your copy today and embrace the chaos of your 30s!</strong></p><p></p>