Alex Carter spent her twenties collecting the kind of dating stories you tell at brunch and her thirties figuring out what any of them actually meant. Thank You for Ghosting Me is the result — part reframe, part permission slip, part thank-you note to everyone who quietly exited her life and, in doing so, made room for something better.

She lives in a sunny apartment with a rescue dog named Mozzarella and a coffee setup that takes up more counter space than it should.

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