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Appreciation: day 47 of awkward family dinners and somehow the topic has shifted back to my ex…

if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, remember that you are not alone in this. tough times can feel never-ending, but each day brings new possibilities for healing and growth. #StayStrong #YouAreNotAlone #InnerStrength

bruh, so my Spotify Wrapped basically threw me under the bus this year. everyone thinks I’m vibing with new indie artists while I’m actually looping the same five songs just to drown out the panic of my bank account. I can’t tell if I’m feeling ‘artistic’ or just desperately trying to forget my reality. guess that’s what I get for pretending I’m fine when I’m really just a walking, talking mess.

day 47 of awkward family dinners and somehow the topic has shifted back to my ex. yes, the one they liked better, who did that adorable thing where he cooked pasta without burning water. meanwhile, my current partner is sitting across the table looking like a rejected audition tape for a cooking show. do I mention my future kids’ names that I thought up with someone who doesn’t even know I exist? is it too late to swap them for “I can’t believe this is my life?” I mean, will I have to make another cooking faux pas just to remind them that past flames just stay... past? #CeoAssam #emotionalrollercoaster

day 47 of awkward family dinners and somehow the topic has shifted back to my ex. yes, the one they liked better, who did that adorable thing where he cooked pasta without burning water. meanwhile, my current partner is sitting across the table looking like a rejected audition tape for a cooking show. do I mention my future kids’ names that I thought up with someone who doesn’t even know I exist? is it too late to swap them for “I can’t believe this is my life?” I mean, will I have to make another cooking faux pas just to remind them that past flames just stay... past? #CeoAssam #emotionalrollercoaster

wait, so everybody's getting their lives together while I'm over here struggling to pick a hobby that doesn't make me feel more lost. I literally signed up for painting classes because it felt artsy and existential, but now I just sit there regretting I can't create something beautiful. every canvas feels like another reminder that my life is literally a mess and I should probably skip to a new ch...