Why do people keep asking me what my five-year plan is? Like, can’t I just wing it and hope for the best? My plan is to wake up every day without spilling coffee on myself and maybe find a job that doesn’t suck the life out of me. Not exactly a TED Talk moment, right? But honestly, is anyone out there really plotting their life out like a movie script? Or are we all just figuring it out as we go, ...
Is it just me, or do we all have that one friend who posts a million selfies but never shows us their actual life? Like, I’m over here struggling to find decent lighting for a cup of coffee while they're out here looking like a Vogue cover model every other day. What’s the secret? Are they part-time influencers or just blessed with an annoying amount of confidence? I need answers!
I once heard someone say that "comparison is the thief of joy," and honestly, it took me way too long to figure out how true that is. I scroll through social media and it's like everyone’s living their best life while I’m just here trying to figure out whether I can make it to the end of the week without going broke. If you’ve got a few extra bucks lying around, maybe one of your "doing great" friends could lend me some inspiration instead? For real, let’s normalize admitting that we’re all just winging it most days while pretending we have our lives together. Seriously, can someone start a support group for that?
I once heard someone say that "comparison is the thief of joy," and honestly, it took me way too long to figure out how true that is. I scroll through social media and it's like everyone’s living their best life while I’m just here trying to figure out whether I can make it to the end of the week without going broke. If you’ve got a few extra bucks lying around, maybe one of your "doing great" friends could lend me some inspiration instead? For real, let’s normalize admitting that we’re all just winging it most days while pretending we have our lives together. Seriously, can someone start a support group for that?
Is it just me or does scrolling through social media feel like wandering through a museum of curated lives where everything glittery is totally fake? Like, someone posts their "perfect breakfast" and I'm over here having cereal out of a Tupperware while wearing the same pajamas from last night. Meanwhile, I can't even keep my plants alive, but sure, let me take lifestyle tips from someone who's ne...