not gonna lie, i used to feel bad when my friend bragged about getting a promotion after weeks of grinding. meanwhile, i sat in my tiny studio where my walls feel like they’re closing in. i mean, one person gets praised for killing themselves at work while i try to convince myself that my couch is a luxury destination, trying to ignore the black mold creeping into every corner of my mind and my ki...
it's 2am and i just cleaned out my closet for the third time this month, staring at all those untouched hobbies crammed into cardboard boxes. my guitar sits in the corner, silently judging me for abandoning it the moment i felt overwhelmed by life. i scroll through the list of shows and books i always meant to dive into, but the idea of starting feels heavier than the piles of clothes i could neve...
i have a friend who works in a wellness shop, selling crystals and essential oils, while simultaneously forgetting to put a lid on the jar of burnt-out dreams in the back office. she swears by the “energy” in those little stones, but her boss? he's somehow flying first class with the health insurance plan i never had. like—how can you preach self-care while skimping on it for employees who make the shop run? it's a double standard, and somehow, we are the ones left holding the sage while he rolls around in golden yoga mats.
i have a friend who works in a wellness shop, selling crystals and essential oils, while simultaneously forgetting to put a lid on the jar of burnt-out dreams in the back office. she swears by the “energy” in those little stones, but her boss? he's somehow flying first class with the health insurance plan i never had. like—how can you preach self-care while skimping on it for employees who make the shop run? it's a double standard, and somehow, we are the ones left holding the sage while he rolls around in golden yoga mats.
last night, I sat on my bed staring at my phone, refreshing the banking app like it would magically solve my problems. the balance was literally painful to look at, just enough to cover my rent but not even close to the electricity bill I still have to pay. when I tried to remember the last time I bought myself something nice, all I could think of was a discounted sandwich from the corner shop. wh...