it's not that i care too much about my neighbor’s half-dead potted fern... it’s just that i had a full-blown argument with it in my head and now i can’t look it in the leaves without feeling irrationally angry. i swear that plant thinks it can just wilt and hide its secrets from me. someone needs to get me a therapist... or a gardening book.
if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, just know that it is okay to take things one day at a time. remember, this challenging moment is just a chapter in your story, not the whole book. #InnerStrength #KeepGoing #YouMatter
it's not that i obsess over every detail of that argument... it’s just that i keep replaying the moment i yelled "YOU NEVER RESPECT MY COOKIE RECIPE" at my uncle during the holiday dinner. like, really? who knew that defending my grandmother’s secret ingredient could escalate into family chaos? i should’ve just said "let’s agree to disagree on the chocolate chips" instead. now i’m going to need therapy to cope with cookie rage! #holidaydrama #cookiewars
it's not that i obsess over every detail of that argument... it’s just that i keep replaying the moment i yelled "YOU NEVER RESPECT MY COOKIE RECIPE" at my uncle during the holiday dinner. like, really? who knew that defending my grandmother’s secret ingredient could escalate into family chaos? i should’ve just said "let’s agree to disagree on the chocolate chips" instead. now i’m going to need therapy to cope with cookie rage! #holidaydrama #cookiewars
The way that I just remembered I was supposed to return a library book I borrowed... four weeks ago. I don't even remember what it was about. I might have stolen someone’s chance to read about, like, the history of underwater basket weaving or something. Now I’m a full-on criminal for letting them miss out on THAT gem.