{"title":"Save 31%","description":"\u003ch4 style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\u003c\/h4\u003e\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/seapaints.com\/collections\/one-left\"\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\n\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/seapaints.com\/collections\/one-left\"\u003e\u003cimg height=\"149\" width=\"149\" src=\"https:\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0936\/5412\/files\/IMG_7543_480x480.png?v=1659632188\" alt=\"\"\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e \u003ca href=\"https:\/\/seapaints.com\/collections\/kits-on-sale\"\u003e\u003cimg height=\"150\" width=\"150\" alt=\"\" src=\"https:\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0936\/5412\/files\/IMG_7544_480x480.png?v=1659632229\" data-mce-fragment=\"1\"\u003e\u003c\/a\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e","products":[{"product_id":"the-seacult-written-by-jesssea","title":"THE SEACULT","description":"\u003cp style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\u003ca href=\"https:\/\/www.facebook.com\/groups\/3229463124008330\/permalink\/3639792249642080\/?mibextid=K35XfP\u0026amp;rdid=RKcXMLhou4uDShGu\"\u003eJOIN US ON FACEBOOK\u003c\/a\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eIncludes\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eBook Series - This is 3 books in one ❤️ \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eThe SeaCult - a crafty beach novel\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003eA story about love, mental illness, chasing your dreams, and everything that happens in between \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align: center;\"\u003e\n\u003cstrong\u003escroll below for a glimpse of the book\u003c\/strong\u003e \u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cp\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp\u003eWhen Jess Sea disrupts her entire life to chase a dream, she gets far more than she bargained for.\u003cbr\u003eIn this captivating entrepreneurial journey, set sail into a sea of chaos and dive into the extraordinary life of Jess Sea, an impulsive inventor with ADHD, PMDD, and a deep love for the sea and self-sabotage. \u003cbr\u003eAs she throws herself into an entrepreneurial journey beyond her wildest dreams, she meets a group of women on the internet that change her life forever, for the better. \u003cbr\u003eWhen betrayal strikes their close-knit circle, it all comes crashing down like waves around them. \u003cbr\u003eJoin Jess Sea as she embarks on an unforgettable journey of love, friendship, success, and mental illness. \u003cbr\u003eHer story is a beacon of hope for anyone struggling with mental illness and is a powerful reminder that with unrelenting grit and determination, we can achieve our wildest dreams.\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cmeta charset=\"UTF-8\"\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s3\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s3\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s2\"\u003eThe SeaCult written by JessSea\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s3\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s2\"\u003eIt was the spring of 2014 when I reached the dirty thirty and irresponsibly quit my day job in hopes of pursing my dream. What was my dream exactly? Mostly to not have to put on real pants ever again.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s3\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s2\"\u003eI I put my dream on hold and built a few crafty groups for a couple friends. Little did I know, the empire I was really building, was my own. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s3\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s2\"\u003eA few months later, my life was forever changed.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s3\"\u003eThis is a story of hope  \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s3\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s2\"\u003e391 pages - \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s3\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s3\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s3\"\u003e \u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s3\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s2\"\u003eINTRODUCTION\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s3\"\u003e\u003cspan\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s5\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003eSuddenly, the van races towards my face\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003e -\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003e or perhaps I am even racing towards it. Either way, in this moment it makes no difference. The fear, the pain, the trembling shakes. They all remain. None of it fades. Sometimes it’s hard to even tell the difference between them when they all seem the same. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s5\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003eEverything goes still. Silence is all I hear\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003e,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003ethough it’s clear to me that sounds are happening around me. The world keeps moving\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003e, but my world\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003e stops. Silence engulfs me as my vehicle plows into the van in front of me. From a confusing distance, I watch as it happens. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s5\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003eFor a moment in time, it is as if I am floating, watching my body from above. Cert\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003ea\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003einly\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003e,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003e my body is hurting\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003e,\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003e but I feel none of it in this moment. Even my pain is momentarily silent. There is nothing. I am nothing. I am already dead.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s5\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003eThe smell of smoke suddenly fills my nose. Confusion sets in. How can I smell if I’m a ghost? \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003eMy chest tightens. My lungs refuse to breathe. Smoke surrounds me. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s5\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003eWhat is happening? I open my mouth to scream, but no sound comes out of me.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003eDid Ursula take your voice bitch?\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003e \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003eScream, you idiot! \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003eAnything! Any sounds would do, but no sound comes out of me as my lips continue to move.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s5\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003eThe silence is nearly deafening. It echo\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003ee\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003es in my ears and bounces around the darkest parts of my mind, filling my existenc\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003ee\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003e. My lungs are filled with smokey air. My eyes are looking straight forward, in a hauntingly dead stare. It’s in this moment that I notice that even silence has a sound.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003e To my surprise\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003e, it’s eerily loud. \u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\n\u003cp class=\"s5\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003eSeconds later, the blackness engulfs me as my breathing slows. My will to live is no\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003en\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003eexistent. Closing my eyes, I lean into the silence and let it carry me a questionable distance. It would be so nice, just to give in to it completely. To surrender this shell of a body and to not feel anything. I am nothing. I am nobody. Breathing in what I hope is my last breath, the smoke engulfs m\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003ee. I\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003cspan class=\"s4\"\u003e\u003cspan class=\"bumpedFont15\"\u003en this moment, I am happy. I am free.\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/span\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e","brand":"SeaPaints.com","offers":[{"title":"A story of entrepreneurial adventure with ADHD chaos along the way","offer_id":41110077571175,"sku":null,"price":27.13,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0936\/5412\/products\/image_8d841016-956a-46cf-b4e4-6a33c5510155.png?v=1711992690"}],"url":"https:\/\/jesssea.co\/collections\/save-31-up-on-seapaint-sets.oembed","provider":"Jess Sea","version":"1.0","type":"link"}