About Me
“It felt like I downloaded a new update nobody told me about.
Every day I was trying to run the same programs and discovering things operated a little differently.”
~Ebony S. Bryan
In 2019, a ruptured ectopic pregnancy left me with one less ovary and and the egg count of a 50 year old woman. Nobody handed me a guide or warned me about the changes to expect. My hormones shifted, my cognition shifted, and I kept trying to perform like nothing had changed because I didn't fully understand what had.
I started losing small details I would have caught easily before. Sometimes whole halves of a sentence, gone, mid-thought. My knees sounded like snap, crackle, and pop, and my sleep quality was trash. The hot flashes were mild, but the cognitive and emotional side-effects took a toll. I started doubting myself -- my capabilities, my value, my ability to keep up -- quietly, privately, in ways that triggered depression.
I was scared to take chances… consider change or even apply for new jobs because I wasn't sure I could perform at my old level. I let ambitions sit untouched because starting something felt risky when I couldn't trust my own follow-through. I was isolating without realizing it, calling it practicality, calling it preserving my peace, calling it anything except what it was… embarrassment and shame.
What I know now is that I wasn't falling apart. I was and still am experiencing a very common and extremely under-documented biological event. And this space is where I tread through the brain fog, sharing what I'm learning to recognize, in real time, as I figure my way through it.
This space is for you if...
Middle school math started looking like Abstract Algebra
Your body randomly feels like a temperamental teenager
Everyone and everything rage baits you even though nothing has changed
Life looks fine on the outside, but feels like a Quentin Tarantino double feature on 4/20
You are in a season where a support bestie is needed but you don’t know if you should talk about that
Calling out the patterns.
Being emotionally honest.
Refusing to perform peace.
I write about the patterns I see women inherit and the quiet cost of being everything to everyone while slowly becoming unrecognizable to ourselves. I examine the emotional fine print beneath love, labor, identity, and belonging. I'm not here to complain or shame. I’m saying the vulnerable part out loud. If you’re losing your mind in this season, it’ll be more fun to lose it together 😊.
I'm not writing from the other side of this. I'm half a step ahead at most, turning around to say: HEY Sis, watch out, that rock was wobbly.
I got you sis.
You don't need another expert.
You need someone who's in it too,
willing to say the uncomfortable part first.
Come lose your mind with me.
We'll figure it out together.
Books & Stories
What I've Written
Short Stories
Original fiction I created for “From The Perch,” a substack publication where I explore relationship sprinkles and patterns that taught women to self-abandon.
The Introvert’s Guide To Finding Your People
A grounded guide for introverts who are done confusing belonging with performance. With practical insight and emotional honesty, this book helps readers navigate social anxiety, embrace their natural wiring, and build relationships that feel safe, mutual, and real. It is about finding your people without losing yourself first.
Let’s Connect
Whether it's a collaboration, a speaking inquiry, press, or just something you needed to say after reading my work. I'm here.