I still can’t believe my parents are convinced that my marriage is just around the corner, while I’m over here trying to figure out if I can even keep a plant alive. The other day, my mom asked if I’d met anyone special lately, and I panicked and said I was dating my cactus. Honestly, I feel like my love life is the equivalent of a bad rom-com—awkward encounters, missed connections, and a plot twi...
I just spent an afternoon scrolling through my old college photos and realized that my body went through more transformations than my degree did. Like, who let me walk around looking like a potato in those baggy hoodies? And don’t even get me started on the hairstyles. I genuinely thought I could pull off that "I just woke up" look and still get a passing grade. Now I'm worried my kids will find t...
I am not able to post. What does it fikter
I am not able to post. What does it fikter
Why is it that every “self-help” book I pick up is written by someone who’s obviously never had to assemble IKEA furniture alone at 2 AM? If I wanted vague positivity and a sprinkle of condescension, I’d just scroll through my mom’s Facebook. Honestly, can we just admit that adulting is really just Googling “How to fix this mess” while we sip overpriced coffee and pretend we have our lives togethe...