INTROVERT...WITH SOME EXTROVERTED TENDENCIES.

Well, hello there.

You may know me as Brittany Wedding. Or Brittany Irons. But present day I’m Brittany Toth.

I started this site in 2016 after my mom died using a combination of names I took from the "roots of me" and made up a name (because one day I'll be famous). While the real me doesn’t match my Web address, it is a combination of family names, so in a sense it is part of me. In my initial thoughts of beginning my writing journey, I thought it would be best to start as the alter-ego version of myself (and because being fully exposed is messy, right?). This process has evolved in several directions. I've had some bigger epiphanies (not without the help of some great friends and mentors). So here is the real, authentic version of me (and maybe a few things omitted because I still believe in maintaining some level of personal privacy).

I feel compelled to offer an apology before you read this but that just isn’t me. As a culture we spend too much time apologizing for who we are, so I’ll start by saying I’m not sorry for what you are about to encounter:  if you don’t like it, don’t keep reading it. And for those of you who do know me, not much should surprise you. It's taken me more than 30+ years to reach a better understanding of myself and my boundaries with the world…which I find to be an ongoing process. But once you begin the real '“growth journey” not much surprises you or scares you.

I’m ridiculous on my best days, and a Category 5 hurricane on my worst days. I love life and will never give up my quest for the best one possible. I absorb everything and everyone I encounter without judgment even if I look like I’m a patient recently discharged from the psych ward. I’m obsessive, compulsive, passionate, driven, lazy, soulful, selfish, bitchy, brash, courteous, well-mannered, educated, ill-informed and everything else in between. I’m a mom, a professional, a wife, and an only-child. Sometimes I keep my shit together. Most days my best-laid plans implode and my INTJ self tries not to panic. I’m a perfect concoction of imperfection and I’m me.

I’ve had a beautiful life of happiness, sadness, drama, solitude, and the best imperfect parents and companions to join me along for the ride. I'm living and I'm still continuing to learn every day, always excited about the next adventure.

Love me and join the journey or leave me and I’ll see you in the rearview. Crack open a beer, pour a glass of wine, or pick your poison and sit back and enjoy the freak show:  this is my real version.