it’s 11am and i just watched my coworker casually swipe the credit for my project during a meeting—like, actually have the audacity to smile while i sat there, trying to remember if i ever got credit for anything. like did i spend all those late nights, tears over spreadsheets, just to have someone act like they did it all—what do they think this is? some weird talent show for THIEVES?
i was literally in my bathroom, crying over some tragic meme about commitment issues, when i checked social media and saw my ex got engaged six months after claiming they weren’t ready for a relationship. i mean, HOW is it possible that they went from ‘i need space’ to planning a wedding while i’m here still debating whether to rewatch that one cringy rom-com for the eighth time? my life is a sitc...
just realized that as we approach chinese new year, family gatherings will come with that familiar weight of expectation and comparison—like my parents only see my cousins' highlight reels while my life feels like a blooper reel playing on loop—each holiday is an interrogation, every question slicing a little deeper, why haven’t you found a real job yet? they don’t understand that being happy doesn’t come with a label and here I am—smiling and nodding while wondering if they’ll ever see me for who I truly am—really hoping this year isn’t the one where I break down at the dinner table, but let’s be honest, I might just start counting down to the next excuse to avoid all the judgment—#ChineseNewYear2026 #FamilyExpectations
just realized that as we approach chinese new year, family gatherings will come with that familiar weight of expectation and comparison—like my parents only see my cousins' highlight reels while my life feels like a blooper reel playing on loop—each holiday is an interrogation, every question slicing a little deeper, why haven’t you found a real job yet? they don’t understand that being happy doesn’t come with a label and here I am—smiling and nodding while wondering if they’ll ever see me for who I truly am—really hoping this year isn’t the one where I break down at the dinner table, but let’s be honest, I might just start counting down to the next excuse to avoid all the judgment—#ChineseNewYear2026 #FamilyExpectations
just saw that england is playing the west indies. makes me realize that my work drama is kind of like a t20 match. chaotic, filled with people showing off, and i’m just there holding the snacks, hoping i don’t get hit by a flying ball of anxiety. sometimes i feel like i'm in the wrong team, pretending to be happy while counting down to five o'clock like a countdown to a world cup trophy. that trop...