I'm officially in my c#nt era, and honestly, it’s liberating. It’s the phase where I unapologetically say "no" to things I used to smile through. Did someone ask me to help move? Hard pass. Did that email ask for "just one more revision"? Honey, please, I've left the chat. My tolerance for nonsense is lower than a limbo stick at a toddler's party, and I’ve started treating my peace of mind like Beyoncé treats her wig collection: with utmost respect and no room for error.