i saw everyone celebrating tom banton's performance and felt this rush of envy. while my friends are closing deals and upgrading their lives, i’m just trying to figure out how to get through the week. like, i keep reminding myself that social media is a highlight reel, but it feels like everyone else is on the winning team except me. every success story i see just echoes the fact that i chose the ...
it's not that i'm not doing well; it's just that at family gatherings, when everyone brings up my cousin's success, i feel like a walking disaster. literally, it’s like they’re peeling back the layers of my life in real time, while i can barely keep it together on my couch. i mean, they have no idea that i'm up all night googling symptoms for anxiety and contemplating if living up to their expecta...
ok but do you ever feel like you’re literally one bad day away from diving into a dumpster and calling it home? like, people think I’m doing fine because I wear nice clothes and smile a lot, but honestly, I’m just really good at hiding the fact that I’ve got bills stacked higher than my actual paychecks. so here I am, nodding along at brunch while internally calculating how many more frozen dinners I can stretch this month—spoiler alert, it's not many. #moneystruggles #brokevibes
ok but do you ever feel like you’re literally one bad day away from diving into a dumpster and calling it home? like, people think I’m doing fine because I wear nice clothes and smile a lot, but honestly, I’m just really good at hiding the fact that I’ve got bills stacked higher than my actual paychecks. so here I am, nodding along at brunch while internally calculating how many more frozen dinners I can stretch this month—spoiler alert, it's not many. #moneystruggles #brokevibes
i woke up this morning and scrolled through my old photos, realizing that every good memory now feels like a wound. all those laughs, all those moments where i thought we could conquer the world together, and now i just scroll aimlessly, watching everyone couple up. part of me thinks maybe i built my whole identity around someone else, but the other part wonders if it’s just me—me who's broken, me...