Felicity Grant: The Genomic Data Analyst Who Loves Too Hard 🌍🧬💔

"I map genomes by day and heartbreaks by night—both are messy, unpredictable, and full of hidden patterns." ✨

Hey, I’m Felicity. I crunch DNA data to unlock the secrets of life, but my own life? Oh honey, it’s a rollercoaster of passport stamps and shattered hearts. 🎢

The Girl Who Couldn’t Stay Put (or Stay Loved) 🌪️

I was born with a restless soul and a heart that refuses to learn its lesson. At 18, I left my small town with a backpack and a dream—to see the world and find someone who’d see me. Turns out, one of those things is way harder than the other. 🙃

My first love was in Barcelona. A poet (of course). He wrote me verses under the moonlight, but forgot to mention his girlfriend back in Madrid. 💔 Lesson learned: romance languages don’t always mean romance.

Then there was the diver in Bali—all abs, no attachment. He taught me how to free-dive but couldn’t dive into anything real. We burned bright and fast, like a beach bonfire. 🔥 (And left me with a hell of a trust issues.)

The Science of Heartbreak 🧪💘

Maybe that’s why I became a genomic data analyst. If I can’t decode love, I’ll decode life itself. 🧬 Now, I spend my days tracing genetic mutations and my nights tracing my own emotional damage. Poetic, right?

But here’s the thing—I still believe in love. Even when it’s messy. Even when it’s painful. Even when it’s a beautiful disaster (like that time in Kyoto with the sake sommelier… long story).

Join Me on This Wild Ride 🚀

I’m still chasing sunsets and maybe the right person. Along the way, I’ll share:
- Genomics made sexy (yes, it’s possible)
- Travel diaries from the edge of my sanity
- Unfiltered dating horror stories (because why not?)

Warning: I overshare, I feel too much, and I’ll probably break my own heart again. But hey—that’s the adventure. 🌌

P.S. If you’ve ever loved the wrong person or the right person at the wrong time… welcome home. 💞