The real me... if there ever was one

My real name is Krisha, but I'm not so very attached to it. I refer to myself more intimately as dazey, daisie or simply K. With a name like Krisha you become quite easy to google so, as of late, I prefer not to use it as much as possible. I am not a bot, troll or disinfo agent. I can quite confidently identify random storefronts but to be blatantly honest I'm not sure a Harvard grad could decipher those stupid captcha's.... So if you have any doubt of my authenticity, get in line because I'm not so sure myself.

I guess if you wanted to paint me into a box you could call me a truther, but I hate labels as you can already tell. To be perfectly honest I am certain that large parts of me were "awake" when i was born, i have always had a low tolerance for bullshit. At some point in 2015 i got fed up with being unhappy. Logistically i had everything i ever wanted but i wasn't happy and i couldn't figure it out. Surely i could use my free time to research happiness. I entertained the joys of what they call "the secret" that was a fun exercise for sure, i did not however win the lottery as i was so sure i would... and then i stumbled into the rabbit hole of 9/11.

I had been there before but just briefly... i wasn't ready then. This time i was at least a thousand hours of youtube ready! As those who have been there will know, this alone was enough to flip my life upside down. I had come from a military family, i grew up almost literally in the VFW... i never took politics seriously but this one day shook the very core of who i was. At that point it seems i decided to throw the baby out with the bath water and i stumbled upon John Lear doing an interview for some unnamed website (which i choose not to promote here, you either know or you don't) which led me to someone i know would rather not be acknowledged but he was pivotal in getting me here: The ruiner. He led me to the wonderful people of Off Planet Media which thus led me to the ever colorful Unfuckers.

So the new me has been down every rabbit hole i can find. I find myself in that horrible spot in which i believe everything and nothing all at once. I am married, he is my soul mate, i met him while i was working on the college program at Walt Disney World. He has stated that disney is his religion and our house/life reflects that for sure. I have a love/hate relationship with them as i do most things nowadays. I have a son named Lucas who is 11, he loves mysteries and video games. My daughter's name is Lilly, she is 8 and has been a troubled teen since she was 4 months old, she will rule the world if she can survive living with us! We have a cat named trixie and 2 dogs Joy and Moana.

That is me in a nutshell, I turn 37 on the 22nd of this month, most days i feel like i am 12 stuck in the body on a 50 year old but what is time anyhow?