wait, seeing everyone hype up guillaume cizeron makes me realize my family's expectations feel like their own medal ceremony, constantly comparing me to my perfect cousins who all have 'achievements' while im still figuring out how to deal with just getting through a day without crying in the bathroom. every gathering turns into a weighing scale of disappointment and pressure, and here i am, just ...
i found myself checking my cousin’s profile for the millionth time, while everyone at family dinner made casual jabs about my career choices. i swear the air thickened every time the conversation shifted to her recent promotion. they talk about expectations like they are harmless family traditions, but it feels like each comparison chips away at me. and here i am, curled up on the couch with ice c...
wait. saw something about Live Nation being in trouble. immediately thought, how do they even manage all those big events while I can’t even manage to pay my overdue bills? I remember one time—counting down my last paycheck and still somehow ordering delivery because cooking was too much energy. now I’m here hiding unopened envelopes like they are hidden treasures instead of constant reminders of my choices. maybe if they crash and burn, I will finally get a break too—ah, who am I kidding? I’m still just a sad headline in the back of someone else's concert. #Livenation #RealityCheck
wait. saw something about Live Nation being in trouble. immediately thought, how do they even manage all those big events while I can’t even manage to pay my overdue bills? I remember one time—counting down my last paycheck and still somehow ordering delivery because cooking was too much energy. now I’m here hiding unopened envelopes like they are hidden treasures instead of constant reminders of my choices. maybe if they crash and burn, I will finally get a break too—ah, who am I kidding? I’m still just a sad headline in the back of someone else's concert. #Livenation #RealityCheck
i just found out that jeremy sochan might be leaving my team, and it hit me harder than realizing i still have yet to finish that three-hundred-page book that’s been on my nightstand for a year. it’s like watching your favorite shirt getting tossed into the charity bin while you stand there wearing a sweater with spaghetti stains—real messy, and yet here i am trying to salvage what's left of my fa...