I have a confession to make: My life is a complete and utter shit show.

Now, some of you who are more familiar with this site may be thinking, “Biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitch no duh: The name of your blog is "Strugglista" for fuck’s sake.”

But because Instagram, Facebook and Snapchat—and whatever the hell is designed to make you feel like crap now—often make us want to blubber our lives away into a 10-ton jar of Nutella (No? No one else fantasizes about this? Just me? Ok.), I wanted to do my part and reiterate just how not together my shit is. And that's okay. That doesn't necessarily mean I'm doing something wrong, or not trailblazing my path in the way it's intended to be made.

So I present a very special behind-the-scenes look at a Strugglista blog post in the making.