
This all started because someone had to say it, and apparently, that someone was us. We built this space for the overworked, overlooked, and over-it. For the ones getting spiritual whiplash from churches that care more about politics than people. For folks surviving soul-crushing jobs under bosses who mistake “leadership” for “legalized bullying.” And for anyone who’s ever felt like an alien in a world that demands conformity. I’m a follower of Christ, not the airbrushed Caucasian, megachurch version, but the Jesus who flipped tables and hung out with the outcasts. We’re here to rattle cages, comfort the broken, and throw a few elbows at the status quo. It’s not just a website. It’s therapy with purpose for the downtrodden, marginalized and pissed off. Join us won't you?

We are here for the overworked, the unheard, and the ones told to “just be grateful” while barely holding their shit together, including myself.
Part protest, part petition, and a veritable fuckload of comic relief. I’ll speak truth to power, call out bullies (especially the ones cloaked in job titles, privilege or pulpits), and remind hypocrites that the Christ I know didn’t fucking die so we could play nice, stay silent, or fake it. He didn’t build brands, He broke systems.
I’m here to disrupt, help heal, and to make people laugh again. Not because life’s easy, but because sometimes surviving means unabashedly breaking out that First Amendment finger and using humor like a crowbar, to pry open hearts, crack pain wide open, and make room for joy and exclusivity.
If you're like me, you’re tired, burned out, and just need a laugh wrapped in uncomfortable truth, you’re home.
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