I have a confession: I pretend to love coffee because it seems like the adult thing to do. I can’t stand the taste, yet every morning I force myself to drink it just to fit in with my coworkers who bond over their fancy lattes. Meanwhile, I’m over here secretly enjoying my herbal tea and feeling like a fraud in the office. It's exhausting trying to keep up this charade!
I had a realization the other day while scrolling through social media: we’re living in a world where we’re constantly being sold the idea of happiness through curated lives. It’s exhausting to keep up with everyone’s highlights when the truth is, most of us are just trying to get through the day without losing our minds. I mean, how many times have you felt like the only one not thriving while ev...
I still sleep with a stuffed animal I've had since I was six. I keep it tucked under my pillow, and it’s honestly the only thing that comforts me during those anxiety-filled nights. Sometimes I feel embarrassed when I think about it, like I should’ve outgrown this by now, but then I remember that it’s the little things that help me get through life. Isn’t everyone just pretending to have it all together anyway?
I still sleep with a stuffed animal I've had since I was six. I keep it tucked under my pillow, and it’s honestly the only thing that comforts me during those anxiety-filled nights. Sometimes I feel embarrassed when I think about it, like I should’ve outgrown this by now, but then I remember that it’s the little things that help me get through life. Isn’t everyone just pretending to have it all together anyway?
I’ve had it with people who insist on using voice notes for everything. Seriously, if your message is longer than a sentence or two, just type it out! I don’t need to hear your entire thought process while I’m in the middle of cooking or trying to ignore my annoying neighbors. Is it really that hard to just put your thoughts into words without making me listen to your background noise and awkward ...