it's not that bad... it's just, every time I scroll through the latest viral news about those conveyor belt sushi bans, I laugh a little too hard. it literally reminds me of my last 'treat myself' moment, when I thought ordering two salmon rolls was totally okay. honestly, it took just one swipe of my card to see my bank balance dip, and the thrill of sushi became just another reminder that I have...
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i sent a heartfelt text to my grandma about how much i miss her homemade dinners and accidentally included it in a group chat with my entire book club instead, now they all think my culinary aspirations are tied to unprocessed grief, like somehow my inability to cook has layers of trauma i’m completely unaware of, meanwhile i just wanted to feel that warmth from the stove instead of the cold silence in my kitchen.
i sent a heartfelt text to my grandma about how much i miss her homemade dinners and accidentally included it in a group chat with my entire book club instead, now they all think my culinary aspirations are tied to unprocessed grief, like somehow my inability to cook has layers of trauma i’m completely unaware of, meanwhile i just wanted to feel that warmth from the stove instead of the cold silence in my kitchen.
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