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Appreciation: if you think scrolling through random conspiracy theories at 2am is weird, just …

the way that my sibling borrowed money for what was supposed to be a quick snack run two years ago—and now i see them casually buying new gadgets as if they don’t owe me anything is wild—like, am i financing their lifestyle or did i accidentally take part in some weird experiment about how long one can ignore financial responsibility? #Globo #SiblingStruggles

literally just found out I have to mentor someone on “strategic thinking.” honestly, I can't even strategically think my way out of a grocery store aisle without a mental breakdown over which cereal to choose. what if they ask me something serious? I might start describing how I strategically debated which sock to wear yesterday, and that decision took an hour. hashtag impostor syndrome, hashtag s...

if you think scrolling through random conspiracy theories at 2am is weird, just wait until you start mentally preparing for a deeply philosophical debate with someone you never even met. I have laid out three different versions of this imaginary conversation. One of them involves a metaphor about the color of a sock. Now I'm over here wondering what their childhood pet was named while regretting that i may never find out. who knew contemplating my nonexistent dialogue with a stranger could feel like auditioning for a role in a movie that doesn’t exist?

if you think scrolling through random conspiracy theories at 2am is weird, just wait until you start mentally preparing for a deeply philosophical debate with someone you never even met. I have laid out three different versions of this imaginary conversation. One of them involves a metaphor about the color of a sock. Now I'm over here wondering what their childhood pet was named while regretting that i may never find out. who knew contemplating my nonexistent dialogue with a stranger could feel like auditioning for a role in a movie that doesn’t exist?

so there I was, supposedly mentoring someone in the fine art of how to fold napkins for a dinner party. not gonna lie, I haven’t even successfully folded a fitted sheet. halfway through my demonstration, I accidentally fashioned a paper crane instead. my mentee looked at me like I just performed brain surgery. then I panicked and said sorry to the napkin, like it was its fault. I left them with th...