so i bought a new plant thinking it would bring good vibes into my tiny apartment, right? but now it just sits there judging me like a tiny green therapist, and i can’t even remember to water it while pretending my life is an uplifting journey.
just saw that i’m out of storage on my phone, had to delete some old photos but it’s all that stuff i thought mattered, like last summer’s beach trip or the goofy selfies. kind of hit me that i was hanging onto things that don’t even bring joy anymore while worrying about finding a place that’ll let me actually live without cringing every month over rent.
sat in my tiny apartment watching my friends post about vacations and promotions while my salary barely covers rent and some bills – and somehow i qualify for food stamps despite working 40 hours a week, like how did this become normal when my whole life feels like a never-ending hustle just to survive?
sat in my tiny apartment watching my friends post about vacations and promotions while my salary barely covers rent and some bills – and somehow i qualify for food stamps despite working 40 hours a week, like how did this become normal when my whole life feels like a never-ending hustle just to survive?
saw my old school report card today and somehow it stung more than it should have, just a piece of paper but felt like a reminder of all the things i never lived up to. guess it just hit me that this life i’m in, with its bills and disappointments, is so far from the dreams i had back then.