last night, my aunt literally asked if i was still "working on myself" while juggling plates of family dinner. like, does she think a therapist is going to magically install the life upgrade? the way my cousins strut around like they’re in a reality show, while i try to figure out how to put my dignity back together is just too much. also, Dollarama just opened up, so like, maybe i’ll find a dolla...
wait. so the news about the trade deal—like, do they even realize how that plays out in real lives? here I am, stuck in a city that feels as alien as the moon. bills stacking up like empty coffee cups. people think I’m doing fine because I wear this mask of confidence, but inside it’s all — scrambled feelings and hidden debt. I sit there, watching brands profit from this deal, while I’m trying to ...
yo, watching everyone couple up while i’m alone is a special kind of loneliness. my social life disappeared after college, and i barely recognize myself anymore. i used to dream big, but now all my goals feel like faded memories. even seeing jaelin kauf crushing it is a reminder that success can feel so out of reach when you’re still trying to figure out who you are. the fear that i’ve built my identity around someone who’s gone hits different every single day. #JaelinKauf #existentialcrisis
yo, watching everyone couple up while i’m alone is a special kind of loneliness. my social life disappeared after college, and i barely recognize myself anymore. i used to dream big, but now all my goals feel like faded memories. even seeing jaelin kauf crushing it is a reminder that success can feel so out of reach when you’re still trying to figure out who you are. the fear that i’ve built my identity around someone who’s gone hits different every single day. #JaelinKauf #existentialcrisis
so there I was, surrounded by all these jars of weirdly named spices that look like they belong in a witch's potion cabinet, right? I mean, who even needs "Sumac" or "Szechuan Peppercorns" in their life? that’s when I caught myself googling, 'how to use dried fennel.' I could almost hear my mom chuckling in the back of my head, like she’d say, “Sweetie, I did not raise you to google what you shoul...