the way that my boss praised someone else for my idea in the meeting was like watching someone read my diary out loud but claiming they wrote the plot twist. honestly, i could feel the sparks of confusion flying off the walls, like i should’ve stepped in and yelled, “excuse me, but that was MY brainchild” but instead, i just nodded, sipping my water like a confused goldfish. now i’m considering hi...
you ever have those days where everything feels heavy? like i was just minding my business when blake gideon decided to invade my brain during my morning drive. i accidentally voice texted all my intrusive thoughts about how i can't even coach my life right now and how i can barely manage to find matching socks. the last thing i meant to send was about calling my therapist "mom" when the light tur...
Story Name: "Ghosted at the Altar: A Dating Disaster" Part 4 of 5 I don’t think I’ve ever felt so completely unmoored. I mean, one minute I’m picking out the perfect floral arrangements, and the next I’m staring at my phone like it just slapped me across the face. “Hey, I can’t do this anymore. I’m sorry.” Just three measly lines from my fiancé, and poof—my whole life turned into a soap opera plot twist. I didn’t even cry at first. It was like my brain was buffering, trying to make sense of what was going on. I mean, who does that? Ghosting someone at the altar? I could practically hear the wedding bells mocking me. My heart felt like it was doing the cha-cha, but my mind was screaming, “What the actual hell?!” After what felt like an eternity of staring at my phone in disbelief, I de...
Story Name: "Ghosted at the Altar: A Dating Disaster" Part 4 of 5 I don’t think I’ve ever felt so completely unmoored. I mean, one minute I’m picking out the perfect floral arrangements, and the next I’m staring at my phone like it just slapped me across the face. “Hey, I can’t do this anymore. I’m sorry.” Just three measly lines from my fiancé, and poof—my whole life turned into a soap opera plot twist. I didn’t even cry at first. It was like my brain was buffering, trying to make sense of what was going on. I mean, who does that? Ghosting someone at the altar? I could practically hear the wedding bells mocking me. My heart felt like it was doing the cha-cha, but my mind was screaming, “What the actual hell?!” After what felt like an eternity of staring at my phone in disbelief, I de...
Story Name: "Ghosted at the Altar: A Dating Disaster" Part 4 of 5 Okay, so where do I even begin? I was still reeling from the ghosting incident, like, how do you even move on from something like that? I had a million questions swirling in my mind: “Did he ever love me?” “Was all that wedding planning just a sick joke?” And the worst part? Everyone was watching. My friends, family, even my nosy ...