Ever notice how our generation is just a bunch of over-caffeinated, anxiety-riddled adults trying to navigate a world that feels like a constant episode of Black Mirror? Like, I remember being told I could be anything, and now I'm just trying to figure out if I can afford avocado toast without crippling my finances. Sometimes I wonder if the “meaning of life” is just figuring out how to keep plant...
I swear my life feels like a never-ending series of bizarre plot twists. Like, I once went on a road trip with friends and we got lost because we decided to "embrace the adventure" and followed a random sign that said "World’s Largest Rock." Spoiler alert: it was just a rock… on private property. We ended up getting chased away by a very angry farmer with a pitchfork and now it’s a running joke th...
Why do people insist on giving unsolicited advice like it’s a gift? Here’s the reality: I don’t need a pep talk on how to “find my passion” while I’m over here just trying to find my left sock in the morning. Honestly, if my life was a video game, I’d be stuck on the tutorial level forever, collecting coins and accidentally hitting the “quit” button. So, save your motivational quotes for Instagram and let me keep navigating my chaos in peace. How dare you think I can adult before my 30s?!
Why do people insist on giving unsolicited advice like it’s a gift? Here’s the reality: I don’t need a pep talk on how to “find my passion” while I’m over here just trying to find my left sock in the morning. Honestly, if my life was a video game, I’d be stuck on the tutorial level forever, collecting coins and accidentally hitting the “quit” button. So, save your motivational quotes for Instagram and let me keep navigating my chaos in peace. How dare you think I can adult before my 30s?!
I’ve realized that giving life advice is basically just sharing what *not* to do, because let’s face it, I’ve messed up my fair share. Like, don’t try to impress someone by cooking dinner for them if you’re still figuring out how to boil water without setting off the smoke alarm. Trust me, there’s nothing romantic about burnt pasta and a fire extinguisher. So, here’s my hot take: maybe we should j...