Welcome to Dear Diary, WTF?

where emotional intelligence and female rage finally hold hands (and skip therapy)

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A note from the editor:

If you’ve ever thought “why do I feel insane when I’m actually right?” congratulations, you’ve been emotionally manipulated and this site is for you. Dear Diary, WTF? is where we take all the psychology nobody taught us, strip out the jargon, add sarcasm, and hand it back in a way that makes you feel smart instead of broken.

Think of this as the group chat, but one of us read way too many psychology textbooks and now we’re all getting free emotional closure. We don’t do “just let it go” energy here. We do “here’s exactly what happened, here’s the cognitive bias at play, here’s why you’re not dramatic, and, why you’re correct.”

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A note from the editor:

If you’ve ever thought “why do I feel insane when I’m actually right?” congratulations, you’ve been emotionally manipulated and this site is for you. Dear Diary, WTF? is where we take all the psychology nobody taught us, strip out the jargon, add sarcasm, and hand it back in a way that makes you feel smart instead of broken.

Think of this as the group chat, but one of us read way too many psychology textbooks and now we’re all getting free emotional closure. We don’t do “just let it go” energy here. We do “here’s exactly what happened, here’s the cognitive bias at play, here’s why you’re not dramatic, and, why you’re correct.”

Scroll for the truth your ex can’t handle

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