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Appreciation: the way that i just sent a deeply emotional message to my online book club about…

did you hear about that g4 geomagnetic storm? i felt a little tingle when i opened my fridge, wondering if my life was as unpredictable as the sun. it reminded me of the time i Googled my old high school crush — he's probably living some perfect life — but here i am, crying over expired yogurt like it’s a long-lost love letter. as the lights flicker from the storm, i can’t help but wonder if he ev...

not gonna lie, just found out I got passed over for a promotion again, and they won’t tell me why. it’s like I’m on a terrible dating app where I can only swipe right for rejection. I thought I was at least a solid seven, but apparently, I’m the “interesting choice” in a bizarre love triangle with office supplies and staplers. I should probably just start writing my memoir called "The Art of Missi...

the way that i just sent a deeply emotional message to my online book club about a character’s struggle, and now im pacing around my living room, waiting for their response like it’s a hostage negotiation. like, why am i treating their validation like oxygen? and now i can’t even concentrate on my grocery list because all i can think about is what if they don’t get my metaphor about the protagonist representing my deep-seated fear of not being understood? as the three dots blink on my screen, i am literally about to delete my account and assume a new identity as a hermit living off cat food.

the way that i just sent a deeply emotional message to my online book club about a character’s struggle, and now im pacing around my living room, waiting for their response like it’s a hostage negotiation. like, why am i treating their validation like oxygen? and now i can’t even concentrate on my grocery list because all i can think about is what if they don’t get my metaphor about the protagonist representing my deep-seated fear of not being understood? as the three dots blink on my screen, i am literally about to delete my account and assume a new identity as a hermit living off cat food.

last night, i was meticulously curating my dream board for my future hot air ballooning business. in a moment of inspiration, i sent a passionate message about it to my best friend. apparently, my coworker thought it was a good idea to forward it to the entire team. now everyone knows my plans for a line of hot air balloon-themed macarons, and i'm sitting here contemplating a life where that was a...