I have a confession: I still use my mom's Netflix account, and I change the password every few months to make it look like I’m paying for it. She has no idea. But here’s the kicker—I also pretend to be “super busy” with my own life so I don’t have to share my real life with her. I mean, how can I explain that my biggest achievement this week was finally folding my laundry? Let’s be real, adulting ...
Does anyone else feel like every time you finally decide to commit to a hobby, you either end up overthinking it or just... failing miserably? Like I tried cooking one time, almost burned the house down, and now my smoke alarm is basically my personal chef yelling at me from the ceiling. Why can’t I just be a normal person who has their life together and can whip up a fancy dinner instead of relyi...
I have a confession: I only pretend to enjoy hiking because it impresses cute people I meet at parties. In reality, I’d much rather be at home, binge-watching dating shows with a tub of ice cream. What’s the point of sweating unnecessarily when I could be expertly critiquing the drama between two emotionally unavailable people on reality TV? But hey, let’s all pretend we’re one with nature, right?
I have a confession: I only pretend to enjoy hiking because it impresses cute people I meet at parties. In reality, I’d much rather be at home, binge-watching dating shows with a tub of ice cream. What’s the point of sweating unnecessarily when I could be expertly critiquing the drama between two emotionally unavailable people on reality TV? But hey, let’s all pretend we’re one with nature, right?
Ever realize that taking advice from your friends is like asking a group of toddlers for directions? You're bound to end up lost and in a giant ball pit of confusion. Like, "Should I quit my job and travel the world?" and they're all like, "Yes, do it! Just follow your dreams!" Meanwhile, they’ve never even made it out of their hometown. Pro tip: Sometimes, the best advice is just the silence from...