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General: day 47 of pretending my kitchen is just ‘minimalist’ instead of ‘broke.’ i just …

i found out my partner has been texting someone else. my mind spirals, thinking about all the times i reached out, but they just turned away, eyes glued to their phone, like our life together was just a background noise. did i not matter enough to be present? maybe i’ve been so invisible, a ghost haunting a place that used to feel like home. i thought about how easy it would be to vanish into the ...

wait—have you ever had that moment where you realize the only reason you smile and nod is because it's easier than dealing with the chaos in your head? like, as they rattle off UAAP volleyball stats, my brain spirals into questioning my entire existence. am I even interested in volleyball? am I really here for this conversation or just avoiding the panic of admitting that I’m lost in a world where...

day 47 of pretending my kitchen is just ‘minimalist’ instead of ‘broke.’ i just counted the ramen packs again, and the total is starting to feel more like a small army than a meal plan. every time someone asks about my ‘great job,’ i just smile, knowing they have no idea i’m still hiding the unpaid bills in the drawer, crammed between old takeout menus and my will to actually cook. #justkeepingitreal #adultingishard

day 47 of pretending my kitchen is just ‘minimalist’ instead of ‘broke.’ i just counted the ramen packs again, and the total is starting to feel more like a small army than a meal plan. every time someone asks about my ‘great job,’ i just smile, knowing they have no idea i’m still hiding the unpaid bills in the drawer, crammed between old takeout menus and my will to actually cook. #justkeepingitreal #adultingishard

yaar, matlab samjho na, everyone's talking about investing in this ISL craze while my biggest investment is still in instant noodles for survival. the other day, my uncle started lecturing me about future planning, and I just nodded along, trying not to let him see my anxiety about student loans piling up like my failed relationships. now I'm thinking, should I start a crowdfunding for my life or ...