The Flavored Word

with Shauna Gabriel

Candid essays and unfiltered podcast conversations about reinvention, resilience, and the messy beauty of becoming. Sharp, honest, and sometimes delightfully snarky, it’s not polished self‑help; it’s real life with flavor.

The Flavored Word

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Advice I Wish I’d Understood Sooner

Sometimes the breakthrough isn’t new information — it’s finally being able to hear what someone once tried to tell you. This piece is…
The Day I Stopped Letting the Scale Speak for Me

If my younger self could see me now — listening to my own voice instead of the monsters — she’d exhale. She’d be…
Stop Hiding for Other Women

This episode highlights the psychological impact of the spotlight effect, revealing how women often judge themselves harshly while idealizing others.
A Floating Quote

A reminder that your life expands the moment you stop letting other people or old stories define who you can become.
Even Writers Need Spellcheck (the OG AI)

Even seasoned writers forget simple grammar and spelling rules. Here’s short a nod to the inventor of “spellcheck,” and a humorous reflection on…
Some Secrets Are Meant to Be Shared

If you don’t find someone to confide in, you’ll rot inside. And there is no secret too damaging nor too absurd that can’t…
How Other Women’s Perception of You Influence Self-Destructive Behavior

This episode explores the disconnect between self-perception and reality, questioning the authenticity of the self-image shaped by childhood messages. It highlights how perfectionism…
The Day I Tried (and Failed) to Become a Coupon Queen

I once tried couponing as a side hustle, armed with a binder, scissors, and a very unimpressed ten‑year‑old. Two hours later, I was…
Dear Coffee, You had me at hello❤️

A snarky, self‑aware look at how my most reliable relationship — coffee — reveals more about my mood, my insecurities, and my foam‑related…
The Day Karma Followed Me into the Ladies’ Room

Karma doesn’t always strike with lightning. Sometimes it hits with comic justice. And sometimes it’s the woman who picks the stall right next…