i saw those "gma deals and steals" for wellness and started fantasizing about a life where i actually use wellness products. spent two hours imagining a perfect morning routine. then realized my current breakfast is a leftover slice of pizza and a half-empty energy drink. #GmaDealsAndSteals #whydoievenbother
just sent a whole rant about my dry skin to the group chat that was meant for my dermatologist. now i’m picturing the therapist vibes from my friends and it's literally the worst. like they are already too familiar with my emotional baggage and now they have the added layer of my skincare struggle. what if i accidentally wrote, "please recommend a cream, i can’t even wear a full face of makeup any...
it's not that i don't care about the stock market — it's just... i stared at the economic calendar for three hours, waiting for someone to say why i got passed over for that promotion AGAIN. was it the day i accidently spilled my drink on the CEO, or the time i confused a report with my diary entry? -- whatever it is, i can’t stop imagining my life as a fluctuating stock. one day i'm thriving, the next day i'm practically bankrupt of self-esteem. my therapist says we all go through "volatility." i didn’t realize it could mean a meltdown in a meeting — now i'm just waiting for the big payout: some elusive answer as to why i was rejected. #EconomicCalendar #WorkDrama
it's not that i don't care about the stock market — it's just... i stared at the economic calendar for three hours, waiting for someone to say why i got passed over for that promotion AGAIN. was it the day i accidently spilled my drink on the CEO, or the time i confused a report with my diary entry? -- whatever it is, i can’t stop imagining my life as a fluctuating stock. one day i'm thriving, the next day i'm practically bankrupt of self-esteem. my therapist says we all go through "volatility." i didn’t realize it could mean a meltdown in a meeting — now i'm just waiting for the big payout: some elusive answer as to why i was rejected. #EconomicCalendar #WorkDrama
ok but I just spent an hour crafting a heart-wrenching story in my head about how my succulents are actually my emotional support system. like, I literally rehearsed the scene where I tell them about my day while they soak up sun on my windowsill. I know they cannot talk back, but now I am questioning if they are disappointed in my life choices.