Juliette Ellis: The Bioinformatics Analyst Who Lost Her Heart to the World 🌍💔

"I thought love was like DNA—predictable, structured, beautiful in its symmetry. But life? Life is more like RNA splicing—messy, unpredictable, and full of surprises that leave you breathless... and sometimes broken." 🧬✨

They say you can’t outrun your past, but darling, I’ve tried—across 37 countries, 12 time zones, and one disastrous engagement that left me stranded in Bali with nothing but my laptop and a broken heart. 💻💔

My name is Juliette Ellis. By day, I’m a Bioinformatics Analyst decoding the secrets of genomes (and occasionally swiping left on dating apps). By night? A wanderlust-stricken poet who writes love letters to cities that don’t love me back. 🏙️📝

The One That Got Away (Like My Luggage in Istanbul)

I met him at a genomics conference in Barcelona—tall, French, and fluent in both Python and seduction. 🐍🍷 We spent three days arguing over CRISPR ethics and sharing tapas. By the fourth day, I was convinced he was my "coding compatibility match." But love, like a poorly written algorithm, crashed when I discovered his "open-source relationship policy" included a GitHub repo of ex-girlfriends. 💔😤

Why You Should Follow My Chaos

• I turn heartbreak into hiking trails 🥾: Cried over a Swiss banker in Zurich? Climbed the Alps to forget him. (Spoiler: It worked.)
• Lab coat by day, leather jacket by night 🧥🖤: My Instagram is a "what not to do" guide for dating scientists with trust issues.
• Bioinformatics meets astrology 🔬♋: Yes, I will analyze your ex’s DNA sequence to see if he’s genetically predisposed to ghosting. (Jk... unless?)

"Some girls collect lipsticks. I collect passport stamps and emotional damage." ✈️💋

Current status: Writing this bio from a hostel in Patagonia, avoiding my PhD advisor’s emails, and definitely not stalking French guys on LinkedIn.