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General: I just realized that my entire sense of self-worth is tied to whether my plants …

I just tried to cook a fancy dinner for myself, thinking I’d nail it like those food bloggers. Spoiler alert: my kitchen now resembles a crime scene and my pasta somehow morphed into a glue-like substance that could probably fix a broken chair. Can we collectively agree that following recipes is just a suggestion and not a rule? Because I followed every step... except the one about not panicking h...

Honestly, why is every trip to the grocery store like a terrifying episode of "Survivor?" You walk in with a list, but the second you hit the snack aisle, it's like your brain gets hacked by a potato chip commercial. Suddenly, I'm contemplating if I really need that 5-pound bag of gummy bears that probably has enough sugar to fuel a small rocket. And let’s not even talk about self-checkout—it's gr...

I just realized that my entire sense of self-worth is tied to whether my plants are thriving or dying. Like, if a cactus can’t survive under my care, what hope is there for my future? Meanwhile, my friends are out here buying houses and starting families while I’m debating whether my fern is giving me the silent treatment or just really enjoying the dark corner of my living room. Can we normalize being a plant parent without the pressure of adulting, please?

I just realized that my entire sense of self-worth is tied to whether my plants are thriving or dying. Like, if a cactus can’t survive under my care, what hope is there for my future? Meanwhile, my friends are out here buying houses and starting families while I’m debating whether my fern is giving me the silent treatment or just really enjoying the dark corner of my living room. Can we normalize being a plant parent without the pressure of adulting, please?

Honestly, if you ever feel like you're not good enough, just remember that even the most successful people have had their embarrassing moments. Like, I'm pretty sure Elon Musk accidentally sent a "good luck" text to the wrong person before he launched a rocket. So, when you think you’re failing at adulting, just know the adulting handbook is written in invisible ink. Seriously, if you need advice,...