Digital self-portrait of Dana Bates in vibrant colors, holding a small flower, symbolizing personal growth and introspection.

The stories you didn’t know you needed… from the site you didn’t know you’d love

Even I Don’t BeLIEve me

Life doesn’t play fair, and to be honest it often feels like it’s actively trying to take me out.

Skydiving before brain surgery? Check. Navigating flooded basements while grappling with grief?
Oh, absolutely.
Trying to convince a judge I’m “disabled enough” while keeping my humor intact?
Another day in my life.

This memoir is a wild ride through my life’s unbelievably true chaos. The resiliency I’ve had to build, and the absurd humor my family thrust on me. From wrestling with labels like “disabled but not on disability” to enduring medical diagnoses that would make anyone’s head spin, I’ve learned to find humor in the messiest of moments. What else can you do when the world won’t stop pelting you with moldy lemons?

Packed with laugh-out-loud stories, moments of deep reflection, and even snapshots of real-life absurdities (wait till you see the one where I was officially certified to sort nuts), this book is for anyone who’s ever wondered if they’re doing life “right.” But maybe, just maybe, you’ll find a little joy, hope, and camaraderie in the chaos.


All that said: Hi, I’m Dana!
Writer, creator, and professional chaos coordinator.
I turn my life’s wildest moments—brain surgeries, explosions, and accidental adventures—into stories and poetry worth sharing.
When I’m not overthinking or writing my memoir, I’m designing websites, making art, and finding reasons to laugh at the absurdity of it all. Stick around; things are just getting interesting.

Here are some of those things:

“The Saddest Lines”
“The saddest lines are carved in stone—
just a date, nothing more.

No one writes about the forgotten.
No one looks for the lost.

But they are not gone.
They are the wind that stirs the leaves,
the warmth in a stranger’s kindness,
the prayers whispered in languages we do not know.

Look closer.
They were here. They are here.
They always will be.”