day 13 of scrolling through photos of other people's families. i watched paul stirling shine on the field while my own family interrogates me over dinner. comparing me to my cousins who are buying houses and starting families. it feels like everyone’s cheering for some winner while i’m still figuring out my life. that pressure eats me alive. do they even see my struggle? or am i just the footnote ...
i saw jericho rosales and anne curtis looking like a couple who had their lives together while i sat alone in my pajamas, planning a side hustle that involves making extravagant greeting cards for pets. it’s not even a joke. last week, i sold one to my neighbor’s cat. still have no idea if the cat can read, but hey, money is money, right? as they walked the red carpet, i was crafting a message to ...
i literally turned down an invitation to volunteer because i was “too busy” when in reality, i just didn’t want to deal with my own loneliness. everyone around me is busy living life and i’m sitting here saying no to things that could actually help me connect. honestly, who does that?
i literally turned down an invitation to volunteer because i was “too busy” when in reality, i just didn’t want to deal with my own loneliness. everyone around me is busy living life and i’m sitting here saying no to things that could actually help me connect. honestly, who does that?
literally, life feels like a never-ending episode of “who's more stressed?” when you see your cousin flaunting their salary from thailand, living large. and here I am, drowning in loans, pretending my student budget is thriving when really, I'm calculating how to stretch every dollar until payday. honestly, it’s exhausting. I don’t know what’s scarier, their new life or the debt I’m terrified will...