I don't have much to offer, and I'll be honest and say I have minimal experience in a lot of the basic requirements to be considered as an adult. As a less-than-average 22-year-old female I've had my fair share of reflection before, during, and after my cry sessions in my car on my way home from the gym. So, where did it all go wrong? Don't ask.

I'm hoping that the listeners who find this cast are able to recognize a bit of themselves and will join me on the journey of becoming the ultimate bad biddies. A.K.A. the best, happiest, strongest, and most confident version of ourselves.