Hi, I'm Jane! 👋
Life is like a box of Cards Against Humanity.
Let’s get one thing straight: I’m not. Also, my personality sucks.
I dislike this thing called “peopling”, and yet I’m a blogger — but somehow I make it work. Cats and babies are who I get along with best because babies haven’t yet started turning into hooligans.
Whereas I once practiced self-harm, I now religiously practice self-care. It’s awkward to talk about because it’s taboo, but it’s a subject people should be discussing more often — like mental health — rather than sweeping under the rug.
Thusly, I’m super into skincare and stim toys, which provide safe ways to fill my needs without causing harm to myself. I’m also in recovery from atypical anorexia, which is loads of fun because my family loves fad diets. Radical self-love, y’a’ll.
The thing I hate most about my life is getting mistaken for someone younger because I hardly have any boobs and, well, that’s what people use to determine age if wrinkles aren’t in sight. I wouldn’t have such an issue with my youthful appearance if it didn’t cost me professional relationships and make me aware of real-life pedos — so don’t tell me to make lemonade.
None of the kids pictured in any photos are mine. I’m tokophobic and keen to adopt, so having kids takes a bit more preparation for me and can’t happen as surprisingly as it often does for my child-bearing friends and family. They’re cousins. But I have quite a bit of influence over their lives and all that jazz, plus I pee a little when I laugh too much or sneeze too hard — so I’m a bit momish, just sans the kids. Takes a village, after all.
I’m totally a political person. I care about people who don’t share my privilege and am not scared to lose followers should they disagree with my political stance. I believe in human rights and that, regardless of what someone else’s sexuality or religion is, no one’s right should dictate someone else’s quality of life. ☮️
Janepedia is a portmanteau of Jane and encyclopedia.
I’m a firm believer that it is up to the individual to define themselves — provided they’re given the autonomy to do so. That said, I also believe autonomy can be taken back, though it’s a difficult feat I wouldn’t wish on any disabled person. This isn’t where Janepedia comes from. It’s more like the slogan — define yourself, my version of the finger. 🖕
‘Cause the last thing I want is to be a life coach. I watched too many characters be affected by one life coaching session during my latchkey days, and it was enough: life coaching is not for me. 🙅♀️
No — it’s Janepedia, because this is my blog. It’s a blog, about me. When you hear “Wikipedia”, you think, Oh, the internet encyclopedia. Depending on your birth year, you probably don’t realize there used to be physical encyclopedias.
You’ve come to this page to get to know me, and to my blog to read me or something I’ve written.
So it makes sense, to me, that I would create a domain name that’s easy to pronounce, spell and remember — at the same time self-explanatory.
Romantically, I’m looking for someone who understands my bibliophile addiction, loves cats, hates fad diets as much as I do, would take dance classes with me, is a woman, and would be up for wearing complementary outfits on occasion just because we can — basically someone with whom I can be in an annoying, gross coupledom with, at the same time each being our own people. Also having cat children until we have actual children, but especially cat children because MY HEART.
Platonically, this is an important thing to know about me: I’m a Sour Patch Kid. And I don’t like the hubbub of having to get to know new people, because new people seldom get my jokes and mistake my self-deprecation for low self-esteem (which I do not have, whatsoever). Also, I like tiny humans and cats more than teenagers and adults. 🤷♀️
But if you think you might fit into my life regardless, a great place to start is by actually reading my posts, wherein I discuss million-dollar insights about myself, brag about the goings-on in my life, and whatever else I please.