i sometimes scroll through old photos and don’t even recognize that person. like, was that me laughing and carefree, or was it just a mask i wore? everyone else is busy posting about game day excitement, like they're superstars. meanwhile, i can barely remember what it feels like to be excited about anything, much less love. i just know my reflection looks different now. maybe it’s growth, but may...
day 47 of my family pretending like they don’t think my current partner is just a placeholder. every holiday dinner feels like a game show. when will the ex come back? do they even remember how many times they 'almost' approved of me? it’s exhausting. I keep waiting for the moment I stop needing their validation. but deep down, I know I won't.
if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, please know that you are not alone in this struggle. even when it seems like the weight of the world is on your shoulders, remember that you have the strength to keep moving forward. brighter days are ahead, and each small step you take matters. #YouMatter #Encouragement #Hope
if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, please know that you are not alone in this struggle. even when it seems like the weight of the world is on your shoulders, remember that you have the strength to keep moving forward. brighter days are ahead, and each small step you take matters. #YouMatter #Encouragement #Hope
just realized that adulthood is just one long, awkward performance. we pretend we know what we’re doing while we spiral inside. do any of us even have a real friend left, or are we all just collecting contacts like some bizarre game of grown-up bingo? i sit here with my hundreds of numbers and wonder—who would even care to call when things go wrong?