its 3am and i just spent another sleepless night scrolling through my friends' perfect lives on Instagram. they're getting promotions, buying houses, and having actual fun, while i'm in my studio apartment, eating cold pizza straight from the box, questioning how my entire childhood was built on my parent's lies. its wild how they showed me off as the "good kid" when really, i was just a product o...
last month, i found out my apartment building has lead pipes. my kid tested positive for lead poisoning. i texted my landlord, thinking i was being helpful, but instead sent the message to my boss. "hope your weekend is great too. also, lead poisoning in the pipes. cool." now i'm literally avoiding the break room like it's a deadly game of dodgeball. #badlandlord #cityfail
it's 3am and I'm sitting in my room staring at this stupid collection of wellness products. the kind that cost more than my last paycheck but are supposed to cure everything from anxiety to sadness. I reported my boss for harassment and they told me I was just “underperforming” so here I am, demoted to spiritual savior with a crystal for every vibe. funny how you think you're seeking justice, only to find yourself binge-watching manifesting tutorials from someone who calls themselves “the spiritual hacker.” it’s like I traded harassment for toxic positivity and crystal grids. what a trade, right?
it's 3am and I'm sitting in my room staring at this stupid collection of wellness products. the kind that cost more than my last paycheck but are supposed to cure everything from anxiety to sadness. I reported my boss for harassment and they told me I was just “underperforming” so here I am, demoted to spiritual savior with a crystal for every vibe. funny how you think you're seeking justice, only to find yourself binge-watching manifesting tutorials from someone who calls themselves “the spiritual hacker.” it’s like I traded harassment for toxic positivity and crystal grids. what a trade, right?
it’s 10 pm and i just finished my shift delivering food, wondering how I went from treating patients to racing against the clock to make seven dollars an hour. my friends from med school are posting about their new clinics while I juggle two apps and pray for a decent tip. yesterday, someone handed me a $2 bill like I was a clown at a birthday party. living in a cramped studio in a building that s...