Women, Weirdos, and Wanderers: Finding Your People in Unexpected Places

Did you ever think that making friends as an adult would be hard?
Us neither.

It’s so easy when you’re a kid: You just run up to someone on the playground and ask if they want to play. Duh. Now, it’s awkward. Is there an adult playground we can go to? Is there a club we can join? Are we supposed to just accept that our only friends are our pets and the FedEx delivery driver? Why does it feel like everyone around you has been friends since birth?

You grow out of your childhood friendships because…growth, obviously.
You move to a new town where you don’t know a soul.
You decide sober is a good look on you and (thankfully) say goodbye to some bad friends—er, I mean habits.

Then you settle into adulthood and think: “but where are my people?”

For a long time, we felt that way too. Not quite fitting in anywhere and afraid to be our true, authentic selves. Feeling too weird for the “normal” crowd, too adventurous for the homebodies… too much and not enough all at the same time.

You may be asking yourself: What even is “normal” anyway?
Good question. We have a secret…

“Normal” can be whatever you want to make it.

Somehow in our “who even am I?” journey, we found each other—and everything else just kind of fell into place. We weren’t exactly looking for a community. We just wanted a daily dose of caffeine, a beautiful sunrise, and a good laugh. But the more we wandered, the more we realized how many women felt the exact. same. way.

Women who didn’t know where they fit in.
Women who wanted adventure but didn’t know where to start.
Women who just wanted to belong somewhere… anywhere.

So, we answered — we created Feral House. Feral House is not just a brand.
It’s a space for the ones who feel a little too weird, a little too wild, and a little too restless. We’re a community built on a foundation of love — for ourselves, for nature, and for each other.

Welcome. You’ve found your people. You belong here.