Daniela Bishop: Digital Anthropologist & Muse of Love’s Reluctance

“I study cultures. Love studies me. And it always gets an A+ in breaking my heart.” 💔

The Girl Who Fell in Love With Chaos (And Enough of Herself After)

Let’s be clear: I did not choose the cool girl life—it chose me. A Digital Anthropologist by day (yes, a real job, and yes, it’s as hot as it sounds), I operate on how humans flirt, fight, and fuck on screens. But by night? Just another woman who thought she could outsmart love. Spoiler alert: I could not!

The One That Got Away (Or Did I Choose to Let Him Go?)

Imagine this: Berlin, 2022. A cheers-in-goggles bar, a man whose voice sounds like whiskey and whose smile looks like a loaded gun. He laid a delightful French whisper, I gave back a Python response (the coding language, not the snake… although both can strangle you in completely different ways). For six months, we had a bilingual fever dream—until his other girlfriend slid in my DMs. Turns out, polyamory works best when everyone’s invited. 🎪

The Rebound that... Rebounded… Into my Bank Account

Here enters Mr. Silicon Valley: a “genius” startup bro that paid for dinners with crypto and my self-esteem with nothing. He loved my mind… until he realized it could smell his bullshit NFT scheme. The breakup text? “We just weren't aligned on financial values.” Translation: “You caught me using your WiFi to mine Dogecoin.” 🚩

The Almost Love that Actually Felt Like Home (But Was Actually Just a Sublet)

Then came the writer—the one who quotes Rilke from bed and stains my sheets with ink. We burned slow, then bright, but some fires are meant to only warm you, not consume you. He left for a spiritual journey in Bali. Last I checked, his IG had him in all ayahuasca and a very flexible yoga instructor. Namaste. 🧘‍♀️💔

Why Care to Follow Me?

Because I’m not your guru. I’m the girl who’d rather teach you how to spot a love-bomber, while also analyzing TikTok trends about dating. I will show you how to wear heartbreak like sequins—brazen, messy, and you cannot get rid of it—unapologetically shiny.

“Cool” is not armor—it’s the scars you wear as glitter. ✨

P.S. My DMs are open for trauma bonding and very specific playlists.