last night, I glanced in the mirror and saw my parents staring back, which was so weird because it felt like a cruel joke. I mean, they’re literally always there, nagging me about my life choices, like why I don't have a fancy job or a perfect apartment while I drown in an office with fluorescent lights and passive-aggressive emails. it just hit me, like why am I carrying this weight when all they...
literally, I just sat on my couch making up elaborate scenarios where I’m the CEO of some massive corporation after the news about tariffs. I imagined my boardroom filled with me yelling about imports and exports, while actually I'm just sitting here binge-watching a cooking show. then, I started tearing up, thinking how powerful I could be, only to remember I can barely handle my weekly grocery l...
the way that my parents showed up unannounced to my apartment and it was like a crime scene; they opened the door and it was just a shrine of old takeout containers and a candle collection for ambiance... except the only thing I was mourning was the ex I built my entire identity around— like, surprise, I'm just a plant mom now with a thriving obsession with decay and bad Netflix dramas that make me sob during the openings— but, oh my god, not the way I basically created a relationship out of several missed opportunities for self-love... I’m getting too far into the metaphors, right? but hey, what do I even have left to lose? #aloneandthriving #cryinginapileofclothes
the way that my parents showed up unannounced to my apartment and it was like a crime scene; they opened the door and it was just a shrine of old takeout containers and a candle collection for ambiance... except the only thing I was mourning was the ex I built my entire identity around— like, surprise, I'm just a plant mom now with a thriving obsession with decay and bad Netflix dramas that make me sob during the openings— but, oh my god, not the way I basically created a relationship out of several missed opportunities for self-love... I’m getting too far into the metaphors, right? but hey, what do I even have left to lose? #aloneandthriving #cryinginapileofclothes
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