Kristina Evans

Hi. I’m Kristina—tattooed, tired, and teetering on the edge of a full mental spiral, but in a fun way. I’m a mom of tiny tornadoes, a wife to a man I love even when he loads the dishwasher wrong, and the voice behind Barely Medicated—a blog for people who are over the fake smiles and ready to talk about what real life actually looks like. This blog isn’t polished. It’s not curated. And it sure as hell isn’t sponsored by anyone with a 10-step morning routine. It’s for the moms who scream into a throw pillow, the wives who laugh to keep from snapping, and the women who are just trying to remember who they were before they were everything to everyone else. I don’t have it all figured out. I overshare. I rant. I spiral. But I do it honestly—and that’s what Barely Medicated is all about. So welcome. Wipe your feet, throw your emotional baggage in the pile, and make yourself at home. xo, Kristina Wife. Mom. Keeper of unhinged thoughts. Founder of Barely Medicated—Real. Raw. Slightly feral