if you feel overwhelmed right now, just know that even the longest nights eventually give way to a new dawn. #YouMatter #SelfCare
last night, I realized I left my favorite mug at my desk and now I can’t even look at my kitchen without getting mad. why do people think it’s okay to take what’s not theirs? it’s a coffee mug, not a trophy. the fact that it’s probably collecting dust while I sip from this generic cup feels like betrayal. how hard is it to just leave things alone?
you know what’s wild? every time my family gets together, it’s like a game show called “who’s better?”—literally. my cousins are out here showcasing their achievements, while I’m just over here, like, can I breathe? the unasked questions are loud enough; “what are you doing with your life?” feels more like a blood sport. the pressure from my parents makes it feel like disappointing them is the only guaranteed outcome—sometimes I think I could just disappear and nobody would notice until the next family BBQ.
you know what’s wild? every time my family gets together, it’s like a game show called “who’s better?”—literally. my cousins are out here showcasing their achievements, while I’m just over here, like, can I breathe? the unasked questions are loud enough; “what are you doing with your life?” feels more like a blood sport. the pressure from my parents makes it feel like disappointing them is the only guaranteed outcome—sometimes I think I could just disappear and nobody would notice until the next family BBQ.
the way that everyone is gushing over the 'Wuthering Heights' adaptation—meanwhile, i'm sitting here reflecting on my own disastrous love life like it's the opening scene of a tragic movie. i still replay that time i tried to impress someone with my poetry—only for them to laugh and say i needed more ‘depth.’ now i watch the new movies roll in and wonder if my story will ever feel as dramatic as t...