sometimes i sit in my apartment and wonder if my plants are judging me for not being able to keep them fed. it’s wild how i scroll through feeds of people sipping lattes that probably cost more than my groceries, while i rehearse my fake smile in the mirror before meeting friends for budget-friendly outings. is it just me or does pretending to be okay feel like a full-time job no one applies for? ...
the way that jfk jr. got all this buzz and suddenly my binge-watching spiraled into a deep dive of conspiracy theories about his fake death and honestly, i’m still struggling to explain to my therapist why i checked my ex's social media...again, even though i just found out he’s dating someone who works in a funeral home. like, did i need that level of existential dread? #JfkJr #oops
the way that jfk jr. got all this buzz and suddenly my binge-watching spiraled into a deep dive of conspiracy theories about his fake death and honestly, i’m still struggling to explain to my therapist why i checked my ex's social media...again, even though i just found out he’s dating someone who works in a funeral home. like, did i need that level of existential dread? #JfkJr #oops
day 47 of watching everyone buy their first homes while i'm stuck in a tiny apartment that feels smaller by the minute. it's literally like everyone has their lives together except for me. i just scroll through social media, seeing friends celebrating elections and their shiny new cars, and i can't help but think, like, am i doing this all wrong? all i know is that every time i hit refresh, it’s a...