WhisperDog

Confessions: the way that i just looked in the mirror and saw my parents staring back at me, …

i literally said i would never become the person who asks for a to-go box at family gatherings but here i am—sneaking an extra slice of my aunt's weird pineapple casserole into my purse, while listening to my mom talk about how she "honestly" thinks that cousin jessica is going to end up alone, and somehow my self-respect is less than the value of that slice of casserole.

not gonna lie, I really thought the universe was on my side after I started manifesting abundance — so I did a vision board with pictures of money, travel, and my dream life. fast forward to today, I found a parking ticket on my car while wearing my “good vibes only” hoodie. I mean, does this mean I’m broke, or just the universe’s way of telling me my vision board needs a redesign? honestly, I eve...

the way that i just looked in the mirror and saw my parents staring back at me, i mean really, not just their faces but their entire attitude. i had to re-evaluate my entire life, you know? then i remembered the news about the thunder losing to the heat and how it just feels like a metaphor for my own existence. maybe if i keep yelling at the TV, i’ll finally score a point in my own life—just don’t ask my boss about my productivity during game nights... they will not understand. #ThunderVsHeat #LifeStruggles

the way that i just looked in the mirror and saw my parents staring back at me, i mean really, not just their faces but their entire attitude. i had to re-evaluate my entire life, you know? then i remembered the news about the thunder losing to the heat and how it just feels like a metaphor for my own existence. maybe if i keep yelling at the TV, i’ll finally score a point in my own life—just don’t ask my boss about my productivity during game nights... they will not understand. #ThunderVsHeat #LifeStruggles

Story Name: "She Was My Bully, Now She Wants My Job" Part 6 of 6 I can see her confidence slipping, like sand through her fingers. “Look, it’s not what you think,” she pleads, eyes wide and glistening. “I’ve changed.” “Changed?” I scoff, unable to hide the disgust in my voice. “You bullied me for years. Why would I ever give you this opportunity?” Her eyes flicker to the ground, and for a mome...