the way that I let them walk all over me while I stood there rehearsing witty comebacks in my head like a bad sitcom. no, because I should have said, "you think you're so clever? at least my ice cream flavor isn't 'sad' with extra guilt." and now I'm stuck replaying that moment like a horror film, wondering if I’ll ever learn how to speak up instead of turning into a ghost in my own life.
last night, as i watched everyone brag about their new houses and cars, i realized that every time my phone pings with news of a friend’s milestone, it feels like a personal attack - like they’re out there living their best life while i’m still figuring out which bill to prioritize. nobody sees me sitting here in my cluttered room, imagining ways to sell my leftover vinyls to cover rent, meanwhile...
if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, just know that you are not alone and this tough moment will pass, bringing new strength and clarity. #MentalHealthSupport #SelfCare
if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, just know that you are not alone and this tough moment will pass, bringing new strength and clarity. #MentalHealthSupport #SelfCare
i used to find solace in painting—just me and my canvases—until i noticed how everyone praised my work. it became suffocating. now every brushstroke feels like a desperate attempt to meet someone else's expectations—like trying to impress people who don't even see the messy sketches hiding underneath. caught myself staring at a blank canvas for hours, wondering if i’ll ever paint again. but then, ...