In this honest conversation, Tori and Kennedy dive headfirst into the wild chaos of motherhood, mental health, and trying to keep it all together without losing their shit. Kennedy shares her path to becoming a therapist, proving that therapy is basically parenting for your own brain. Kennedy unpacks the baggage of ancestral trauma — the emotional hand-me-downs nobody asked for..... AND she shines a light on perinatal mood disorders.

In this not-so-lighthearted chat, Tori and Jo Aiden dig into the greatest hits of Jo’s life—11th grade angst, dead-dad trauma, and the never-ending hobby of grief management. Love and trust? About as reliable as gas station sushi. Still, between the plot twists of pain and the awkward comedy of trying to heal, Jo manages to remind us that the human spirit is annoyingly hard to kill. Self-discovery isn’t a sunrise stroll; it’s more like tripping over your own baggage in the dark—and laughing when you realize the baggage is you.

This conversation rips into the nerves of trauma, survival, and the road to self-discovery, as Jo Aiden lays bare the wreckage of a fractured childhood and the scars left by mental warfare. Through unfiltered reflections on parental disconnect, religion, and the chaos of adolescence, Jo exposes the silent battles waged behind closed doors. In the shadows of pain and confusion, Jo navigates the wreckage, shedding light on the power of confronting buried wounds, leaning on chosen family, and healing when the world refuses to make space for it.