Vanessa Quintana: The Art of Healing & Heartbreak 💔✨

They say the heart is the most fragile organ; mine has been shattered, re-glued, and shattered again, and again, and again—I can’t keep count. I’m Vanessa Quintana: a Personalized Medicine Specialist by day, a broken poet by night, and a living paradox 24/7. This is my life—unapologetic, raw, and soaked in the pain that brought forth art. 🩹🎨

The First Cut: Love As A Chemical Imbalance

I fell in love with a man who treated my heart like an experiment. Controlled variables, predicted outcomes, and discarded feelings. He was a scientist like me, cold and sterile. For three years, I misunderstood his sterile detachment as depth, until finally he decided he was done and said, "Your heart is too chaotic for my equations." Unbeknownst to him, chaos is the very place magic is found. 🔬💔

The Second Cut: A Mural of Betrayal

Then there was the artist – all fire and brush strokes indicating possibility and poetry whispered into my skin. He painted me like a piece of art, only to turn around and sign someone else's canvas. I walked in on them together, his hands pretending not to touch another muse. That night, I took all the sketches of me, and burned them. It smelled like freedom. 🎭🔥

The Healing: Where Medicine & Soul Meet

And now? I sew genomes + sutured hearts - creating personalized healing for bodies and souls. My clinic is my happy place, and like the recipes I create --the poems I scrawl on scripts, the tunes I hum between patients -- my art is my salvation. I've learned love is dose dependent like medicine. Too little is starving; too much, will kill you. 💊❤️‍🩹

If you've ever loved too much, bled too much, or felt like a failed experiment, stick around. We can heal together, one post, one pill, one poem at a time. 📿✨