(Warning: This is an adult-themed blog and is not intended for children. Expect frank language, dark humor, and unfiltered content.)

It’s a Bad Blog. But at Least It’s Entertaining.

Welcome to ISABAD Blog.

This is a place where myths are dispelled, and insight is hopefully gained. I don’t deal in fables, myths, or legends. Just science. Currently in this country it feels a lot like science and economic sense is being abandoned at an alarming pace. As a transgender individual I figured it is time to dispell some of the myths by sharing a bit of my story and the struggles I have gone through. I believe myself to be a punk at heart. I’m uncouth, somewhat uncultured, and fairly frank regarding things. I don’t sugarcoat things. My hope is that this blog can be a place where I can use that punk nature of myself to shed light and provide understanding to people who don’t seem to understand the way other’s live. I plan to do this via Posts, Photos, and various other things that I have yet to figure out. This blog isn’t perfect.

I would like to say this is a place where a “meeting of the minds” would happen, but that isn’t why I made this blog. I made this blog as a spot to let me vent out and release some of what I’m feeling. If it helps you that is great, but that isn’t what this blog is about. It is mostly about myself, and things that I find interesting. It is a window into my mind, which can be an extremely messy thing. This isn’t to say that the content you find on here won’t be entertaining or enlightening, but that isn’t the purpose of why I write the things on this blog that I do. I don’t do some sort of “hidden truth” thing. You won’t find me “empowering” people or providing advice on how to “achieve your dreams”. Mostly I’ll simply be writing about things that I’ve experienced, and things that I am curious about. If this sounds entertaining or interesting to you then you should click the ARCHIVES button.

So why is this called ISABAD Blog? Well because I don’t like to put on airs. I don’t pretend to know what I’m talking about. Often times I will get things wrong, and might even have misleading and misunderstood topics/ideas. Sometimes I will come off as preachy and full of myself. Sometimes I will seem like the one at fault. I don’t consider myself to be a very good writer. There will be spelling mistakes. Grammar mistakes. And various other faux pas that any experienced writer would probably look down upon me for. I don’t optimize for SEO, or worry about if this blog is “good” enough for the internet’s gatekeepers. This space is where I tear down my walls and share my story and life experiences - my failures, my messy wins, and the hurt that I’ve felt. I’m prioritizing my story over anyone’s script.

While this might be a bad blog, it will never EVER feature or condone any type of hate speech of any kind, except towards Nazis and White Supremacist because fuck those guys (No don’t actually fuck them my therapist taught me that isn’t what we do to people we hate). The topics in this blog will be fairly adult in nature so as the warning at the top of the blog states this is -NOT intended for children. I will talk on my mental health struggles, my transitioning from male to female, the loss of my parents and the mental health struggles I’ve had to endure since then, and my ever changing sexual nature, along with various other topics that I have yet to determine. If this sounds interesting to you and you are of age (think target demographic is 18+) then I invite you to click the ARCHIVES link at the top and see what I’ve written about thus far. And if you are so inclined leave a comment or a reaction to the post. Just know that while America has “Free Speech” this blog does not. I am the final determinator of what I find offensive and what I find cheeky and if your comment/reaction is found to be offensive it will be deleted/removed promptly.

So with that all out of the way let’s talk about the “Mission” (God that sounds so fake) that this blog is attempting to undertake.

The Mission: ISABAD (Yeah, its a really bad blog)

I’m gonna start off by saying that this blog isn’t perfect for anything.

ISABAD Blog is exactly what it sounds like. My formatting is messy. My writing style is definitely not what the “algorithm” demands. I deliberately reject the pressure to be polished, perfect, and endlessly “inspirational”.

Why? Because all of what I’m rejecting is exactly the ridiculous, suffocating lie that is currently modern life. It is the pressure that keeps us from living and working authentically and making genuine connections - especially when you are dealing with what I’ve had to deal with which is genuine grief, confusion over who you are, and finding your place outside of the prescribed narratives.

This space is my digital cry and plea into the world of cyberspace. It is a sanctuary for me to get out all of the angst, and anger I feel foaming at the edges of my mind when I hear about some of the dumb shit that is going on in the world. I plan to tear down the wallpaper of motivational garbage and share stories of my life and experiences - my failures, my messy wins, and the honest-to-god truth of what I’ve experienced - without worrying if my content is “good” or “proper” for any of the internet’s gatekeepers. I’m prioritizing my story over any algorithmic script that is designed to censor, remove, and get rid of anything that the internet deems too extreme.

The Promise: Unplug and Get Real

The promise I’m making here is simple: I don’t have all the answers. However, I can offer my stories, my insights, and what I’ve been educated in to perhaps help guide you to your own truth.

I plan to use unfiltered,dark humor to expose how absurd this world has become. Through my stories you might find strategic, and actionable advice that helps you navigate the shitshow that is the world right now. Most importantly, I won’t pull punches. You’ll get my messy, real-life experiences and stories that might help you realize that while yeah the world is a dark, dungeony, shit crusted covered ball of piss, you’re not alone. That others have experienced similar things.

I don’t have answers or solutions. Just stories and experiences of my life. If this has made you curious, read through the ARCHIVES and learn a bit more about myself and my struggles.