I didn’t start Knead Therapy because I always dreamed of owning a bakery.
I started it after the rejections.
After the late-night spirals.
After staying up at 2am with kettle chips and chocolate, replaying conversations like they were Olympic events.
I’ve been in and out of therapy.
I’ve been the “why did I text that?” girl.
I’ve had a Notes app full of drafts that will never be sent (for everyone’s safety).
Somewhere between the chaos and the growth, I found my green flag energy.
Turns out you can redirect overthinking into recipe testing.
You can turn emotional damage into browned butter.
You can channel attachment issues into perfectly measured ingredients.
Knead Therapy is what happens when you decide to cope creatively.
Something warm.
Something honest.
Something that doesn’t leave you on read.
Small-batch comfort for complex humans.
Because I am one.
Anyway. Hi. I’m Jass. I bake instead of spiraling now.
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