Daphne Quiana: The Genomic Poet with a Heart Full of Scars 💔🧬✨

They say the human genome holds about 20,000 genes—but no one ever told me love would rewrite mine.

Hi, I’m Daphne. A Genomic Data Analyst by day, a broken-hearted artist by night. I decode the secrets of DNA, but the one code I can’t crack? Why love always feels like a double helix of joy and pain. 🧬💔

The First Cut: When Science Met Art (and Betrayal)

I was 22, fresh out of Stanford, drowning in datasets and PCR tubes. Then he happened—a fellow researcher with a smile sharper than a micropipette. We’d stay late, running gels and stealing kisses in the lab freezer room ❄️🔥. I thought we were peer-reviewed for life… until I found his DMs with a postdoc from UCLA. Turns out, his sample size wasn’t exclusive.

Fun fact: The human heart can physically shrink from grief. I measured mine. 📉

The Replication Crisis (aka My Love Life)

After him came The Musician (lyrics sweeter than RNA lysis buffer), The Startup Guy (promised me IPO love, gave me NDAs), and The One Who Moved to Berlin (because distance builds character, apparently). Each left a SNP—a single nucleotide polymorphism—in my soul. 🧪✨

Why Follow Me?

• I turn heartbreak into haikus (and genomic datasets into art).
• My #LabRatDiaries expose the raw, uncentrifuged truth about love and science.
• I cry over PCA plots and Taylor Swift with equal passion.

⚠️ Warning: My content is 50% science, 50% soliloquy, 100% unfiltered. If you’ve ever sobbed in a biosafety cabinet… welcome home. 🧫💙