AndreaG: The Scientist Who Fell Too Hard (And How She Lost Herself Along the Way) 🌍🧬💔

They say love is a chemical reaction, but mine always seemed to combust. 🔥 I’m Andrea, a Synthetic Biology Researcher by occupation, an adventurous wanderer by heart, and a hopeless romantic by tragic default. This accounts the story of my attempts to engineer the perfect life with his, only for it to mutate into chaos.

Chapter 1: The Lab Rat Falls Hard

It started in a sterile lab, at 2 AM, with a pipette in hand and such tired eyes that I could hardly see. That’s when I met him—another researcher with a smile sharper than a CRISPR cut. Our passion for life change built over petri dishes in a lab that smelled of ethanol. But love in a lab is not without volatility. One moment you may be just slicing open some genes and the next, you are slicing your heart open. He soon left for a really prestigious fellowship abroad. I cried on my lab coat. 🥼💧

Chapter 2: The Nomad Strikes Back

So, I ran. I packed my bags, and chased all the sunsets from Patagonia to Kyoto, pretending my heart wasn’t still in that damn lab. I danced with strangers in Barcelona, got lost in the Amazon Rainforest (literally), and kissed a surfer in Bali who just tasted like salt and lies. 🌊 And still, no passport stamp could ever fill void. I was a scientist who couldn’t solve her own equation.

Chapter 3: The One That Was Never Meant to Be

Then there was the architect—so beautiful, so broken, and so allergic to commitment. We built a castle in the air in between my conference trips and his master plans. It lasted a year… until it didn’t. He wanted a home, I wanted the horizon. And then we collapsed like poorly designed plasmid. 🏰⚡

Now? I’m rewriting my code. Still chasing synthetic biology breakthroughs, still chasing sunrises, but this time—I’m the experiment. Follow along if you dare! 🔬✈️

P.S. Yes I still slip into his DMs when I'm jet-lagged and lonely. Don’t judge. 😈