I've been writing for years.
Blog posts, Facebook essays, Instagram captions that took longer to write than most people's cover letters. Pieces I turned over for weeks before I found the right words. Stories I wasn't sure I should tell, and then told anyway, because someone needed to hear them.
And so much of it just... floated away.
That's the nature of social media. You make something real, you put it out there, and the current takes it. Maybe it reaches someone in the moment. Maybe they save it, meaning to come back. But mostly it's gone — not because it wasn't worth keeping, but because nothing about the platform is built for keeping things.
I got tired of that.
I wanted to build something different. Something that stays.
What I had in mind was a getaway.
Not an escape exactly — more like that particular kind of place you stumble into and suddenly realize you've lost track of time in the best way. Where you came in looking for one thing and found three others you didn't know you needed. Where there's something for whatever mood you walked in carrying — the crisis, the confusion, the quiet grief, the slow burn of trying to figure out who you are when the world keeps insisting you be someone easier.
That's what I want this to be.
A place with enough warmth and enough stories and enough real, useful things that you can wander around in it. Where one piece leads you somewhere you didn't expect to go. Where you're not just reading — you're recognizing something. You're finding language for it. You're feeling a little less alone in it.
I'm Christy Diane Farr. I work with neurodivergent, disabled, queer, and otherwise unconventional folks who are figuring out how to live real, sustainable lives in a world that wasn't designed with them in mind.
Over at Unruly Spaces, I help people heal their relationship with home — what they live in, how they move through it, what it reflects back about their capacity and their belonging.
Here, at The Unruly Woman, I write about everything else.
Relationships. Codependency. Recovery. What it's like to be an aging parent's daughter. What it's like to be a parent who's still figuring yourself out. What it's like to keep choosing yourself in a world that finds that inconvenient.
All of it lives here. And unlike a social media post, it's not going anywhere.
If you want, you can subscribe and I'll occasionally send you a reminder to come by — when there's something new worth reading, a resource that might help, or just a reason to pause and feel a little more connected to yourself and to the rest of us doing this unruly, imperfect, worthwhile thing.
No pressure. No flood of emails. Just a gentle hey, there's something here for you when there is.
I'm glad you found this place.
Now go get lost.
Christy Diane Farr is the founder of The Unruly Woman and Unruly Spaces. She works with unconventional folks healing their relationships with home, with themselves, and with the lives they're actually living.
