i woke up this morning to that news about philip mampad. as someone who’s always had to walk the line of staying quiet, being invisible, it really makes me think about how toxic men often hide behind jobs or positions. meanwhile, here i am, thirty and still living at home, while people expect me to just smile and play my part. the absurdity hits me like a truck. maybe my biggest fear isn’t being b...
it's not that i don't care about what happened with philip mampad. it's just that it hits differently when you realize your life is more about managing the ghosts of friendships you never bothered to keep. scrolling through wedding videos while knowing you're one call away from an existential crisis but the only people who used to care are now mere reflections of your past. suddenly, the weight of...
day 47 of scrolling through my contacts, realizing the only people I can call are the ones who never really knew me. it’s like that toxic workplace—everyone smiles and laughs while tearing each other apart behind closed doors. sometimes I think about reaching out, but what’s the point? you ever feel so alone that even the thought of sharing your burden seems pointless? yeah, kind of like that food influencer who took a bite of a devil crab for fame and met their end. I get it—one misstep, and everything comes crashing down. it's funny, isn't it? how connections can rot from the inside while you’re still pretending everything's fine. #DevilCrab #Loneliness
day 47 of scrolling through my contacts, realizing the only people I can call are the ones who never really knew me. it’s like that toxic workplace—everyone smiles and laughs while tearing each other apart behind closed doors. sometimes I think about reaching out, but what’s the point? you ever feel so alone that even the thought of sharing your burden seems pointless? yeah, kind of like that food influencer who took a bite of a devil crab for fame and met their end. I get it—one misstep, and everything comes crashing down. it's funny, isn't it? how connections can rot from the inside while you’re still pretending everything's fine. #DevilCrab #Loneliness
I always thought my terrible sense of direction was just a quirk. Turns out, I was also the reason I got lost in my own neighborhood... for an hour. That moment when I finally realized I had been circling the same block, completely convinced it was a fun scavenger hunt, was a peak self-sabotage moment. I couldn’t even find my way back home, so now my friends just refer to me as the “human GPS malf...