Where's the Fucking Manual?

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.

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.

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'.

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.

No one knows what the fuck is going on. They're just better at hiding it than you.

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 inner monologue, 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.

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 woman in her 30s, and try not to spill your wine along the way.

Perfect for:

✔ Your bestie who's in a midlife crisis at 32.

✔ Reading with a glass of wine (or straight from the bottle..with a straw).

✔ A fun and easy read to avoid doing actual life admin.

✔ When you're overthinking everything and need a laugh.

Grab your copy today and embrace the chaos of your 30s!