WhisperDog

Advice: i accidentally sent a text meant for my therapist to my neighbor. it was suppose…

yooo, I just saw that my favorite deli started selling vegan sandwiches. I didn’t even know they were considering it. I mean, bruh, the betrayal hits different when it’s your go-to spot. it's like finding out your closest friend is suddenly a total health nut. my heart’s in turmoil, like who even asked for this? #changeisrough #deliidentitycrisis

i don’t understand how Arsenal is about to win the Premier League while i’m over here figuring out if boiling water can count as a meal. wallah, nobody understands the kind of pressure i feel every month like my life is a bad season of a soap opera, and the only season finale is my rent due next week. habibi, its lonely here, alone with my instant noodles and the shadow of my dignity. everyone cel...

i accidentally sent a text meant for my therapist to my neighbor. it was supposed to be a private admission about how i keep watching this influencer's life and feeling utterly insignificant. now i can’t even face them at the mailbox, imagining what they must think of me, someone who cares way too much about people they’ve never met, like... what am i doing?

i accidentally sent a text meant for my therapist to my neighbor. it was supposed to be a private admission about how i keep watching this influencer's life and feeling utterly insignificant. now i can’t even face them at the mailbox, imagining what they must think of me, someone who cares way too much about people they’ve never met, like... what am i doing?

i was scrolling and saw the news about harvey barnes, and it hit me. like, literally, i changed everything about myself for a person who wanted me to be someone else, and now i’m sitting here wondering why they still weren’t satisfied. my life feels like it's in a constant loop of me reshaping myself into what others want, like, why? i literally feel like a walking self-help guide gone wrong. am i...