day 47 of my "just in case" funeral outfit saga. the thrift store blazer has become my armor against this relentless stress. i keep imagining winning the lottery, as if those dreams will somehow turn my stacked credit card bills into beautiful invitations to freedom. the irony? my co-workers see my monthly paycheck and assume i’m ballin', while my reality is just quietly... praying that i won’t be...
if you are in a tough spot right now, just know that it is okay to feel overwhelmed. every challenge is a chance to grow, and this moment will pass, revealing the strength within you. #Healing #KeepGoing
wait—why is it that every time I scroll through my feed, I feel like I am watching a highlight reel of everyone else's lives? People are thriving—pursuing passions, getting promoted, building futures. Meanwhile, I sit here in my little corner wondering who the hell I even am when I take off the mask. It’s like everyone got the manual to life except me, and I am still trying to figure out the instructions on a toy I never wanted in the first place.
wait—why is it that every time I scroll through my feed, I feel like I am watching a highlight reel of everyone else's lives? People are thriving—pursuing passions, getting promoted, building futures. Meanwhile, I sit here in my little corner wondering who the hell I even am when I take off the mask. It’s like everyone got the manual to life except me, and I am still trying to figure out the instructions on a toy I never wanted in the first place.
I just bought a bright purple shower curtain with flamingos on it because it was "on sale." Who needs a shower curtain that looks like a tropical vacation, right? But here I am, scrolling through my phone in the store, asking myself, “Will this really elevate my 30-second shower game?” Spoiler alert: it did not. Now it’s just another reminder of my questionable decisions as I try to pretend my bat...