I can't be the only one who thinks that adulting is basically just Googling "how to do this" for 90% of my life, right? Like, yesterday I was trying to figure out how to fix a leaky faucet and ended up watching a 45-minute video on how to unclog a toilet instead. Spoiler: I still have a leaky faucet. Honestly, if I had a dollar for every time I felt like a complete fraud pretending to know what I’...
I genuinely don’t understand why people act like adulting is some kind of Olympic sport. Like, who decided paying bills and pretending to like kale was part of the deal? I miss the days when my biggest responsibility was deciding whether to play outside or binge-watch cartoons. And don’t even get me started on how everyone suddenly has “hobby” as a side hustle. Last I checked, my “hobby” is runnin...
You ever notice how the more we talk about mental health, the more it feels like a trendy accessory? Like suddenly everyone’s an expert and casually dropping “self-care” tips while clutching their third iced mocha of the day. Meanwhile, I can’t even remember the last time I felt “balanced.” At this point, my idea of therapy is just shouting into a pillow and hoping it understands me. Do we really need all these hashtags, or could we just admit we’re all just a little lost and desperately pretending we’ve got it together?
You ever notice how the more we talk about mental health, the more it feels like a trendy accessory? Like suddenly everyone’s an expert and casually dropping “self-care” tips while clutching their third iced mocha of the day. Meanwhile, I can’t even remember the last time I felt “balanced.” At this point, my idea of therapy is just shouting into a pillow and hoping it understands me. Do we really need all these hashtags, or could we just admit we’re all just a little lost and desperately pretending we’ve got it together?
If you’re waiting for the “perfect moment” to make a big change in your life, let me save you some time: it doesn’t exist. I spent years thinking I’d magically wake up motivated, but all I got was a collection of half-finished projects and a series of deep conversations with my houseplants. So go ahead, quit that boring job, start that weird hobby, or finally text that friend you ghosted three mon...