WhisperDog

Appreciation: wait, so apparently the DHS messed up showcasing the "worst of the worst." i can…

i secretly relish family gatherings for the INTERROGATION. everyone’s comparing me to my cousins like it's some twisted game show. "why aren't you settled down? why aren't you thriving?" like, excuse me, i'm just trying to survive the expectations of a family that doesn't get that i’m not a trophy for their societal norms. i keep going back to the person everyone warned me about because honestly? ...

last night, I stumbled upon an old game I used to obsess over—it's like the spinosaurus of gaming. hidden away, just like my enthusiasm for life. matlab, everyone thinks I've got it all together, but the only thing that's consistent is my need to pretend I can afford a subscription for a service that brings me zero joy. while they explore new hobbies, I’m stuck revisiting nostalgia—feeling like th...

wait, so apparently the DHS messed up showcasing the "worst of the worst." i can't help but think about how people can be quick to label others while my own financial mess remains hidden. i trained a new hire, and now they make more than me, living their best life while i'm stuck here counting crumbs. sorry to my couch, sorry to my empty fridge, sorry to the universe, but living paycheck to paycheck has become the quiet joke nobody wants to share. funny how we all look fine on the outside, right? #Dhs #RealityCheck

wait, so apparently the DHS messed up showcasing the "worst of the worst." i can't help but think about how people can be quick to label others while my own financial mess remains hidden. i trained a new hire, and now they make more than me, living their best life while i'm stuck here counting crumbs. sorry to my couch, sorry to my empty fridge, sorry to the universe, but living paycheck to paycheck has become the quiet joke nobody wants to share. funny how we all look fine on the outside, right? #Dhs #RealityCheck

it's not that I fell for them, it's just that they made me feel seen—like a beautiful song I only played once before I lost the record. now, I scroll through photos of other people in happy couples, like I’m the last one left at a party no one invited me to. and I know I built my entire personality around someone who never asked for more than a moment, like that was ever enough for me—but I’m sitt...