why is it that every time i go to the grocery store for one specific item, i come home with a cart full of random snacks and somehow forgot the actual thing i needed? like am i running a snack store or was it bread i wanted, who even knows anymore, clearly the universe does not want me to make sandwiches.
just sent this long ramble about my thoughts on hustling to the wrong number and now im spiraling, thinking how did i think anyone would care about my struggles with feeling like im never doing enough. cant believe i put my heart into that voice note for someone who will never understand how exhausting it is to feel guilty for taking a break.
stopped eating avocados because i realized they were just a fancy way for me to feel sophisticated while struggling to function. now every time i see one at the store, it feels like a betrayal, like they know i can no longer afford their overpriced wisdom.
stopped eating avocados because i realized they were just a fancy way for me to feel sophisticated while struggling to function. now every time i see one at the store, it feels like a betrayal, like they know i can no longer afford their overpriced wisdom.
just sat here scrolling through my online account, saw the overdraft fees piling up because i spent thirty bucks on a stupid mistake last week and now i can't even afford to pick up the new book that's been on my mind for months, feeling like i’m stuck in this constant cycle of feeling bad about wanting to treat myself to anything while knowing that i should just be grateful i can keep the lights ...