General: Hey friends, just a heads up: intelligence agencies are warning about state-spon…

just realized my whole life is one long episode of "guess what broke person is lying today." like, when people say, "you must be doing well," and i want to scream but instead, i smile like a manic clown. i bought fancy cheese at the store to feel better but had to balance that with instant ramen because, priorities right? somehow, nobody can see my "fun salary" just covers the bills and also that ...

ok but here I am, staring at an empty pizza box like it’s an old friend I forgot to text. I thought thirty would feel like having my life together, but it feels more like navigating a museum filled with friends who became strangers. I know hundreds of people, yet nobody knows that I hate mushrooms and once cried over a pair of shoes that didn’t fit. I am completely surrounded but feel achingly alo...

last night, I found myself standing in my kitchen, staring at a single piece of moldy bread, debating whether I could salvage it. literally. I told my coworkers I was “financially secure,” but in reality, I’m stretching my last ten dollars until the next paycheck like it’s a miracle yoga class. honestly, I think my biggest skill is faking my way through this adulting thing while hoping nobody asks...