seeing zoe atkin out there killing it makes me question my whole life. while she’s flying high, i’m stuck watching my ex settle down with someone who posts their perfect life all over social media. can’t lie, part of me wishes my ex would just stumble across my search history. “how to forget someone who defined you” was in there last week, and maybe then they'd realize what they threw away. but na...
it's not that i don't care about my family. it’s just that sitting at those gatherings feels like a game show where the questions keep getting worse. i watch as everyone asks me about my life choices, comparing my "progress" to cousins who are lawyers and doctors while i’m still stuck Googling whether my lack of a social life is a sign of early onset panic disorder. every time i think they might e...
wait, so england just won a series while i'm still out here losing my battle with my email inbox. parents asked me about savings last week and i panicked, lied about having a "savings strategy" because the only strategy i have is hoping for a miracle or a wildly successful career as an amateur fortune teller. one of my loans is older than my last relationship, which makes it officially more reliable. nobody prepares you for the emotional trauma of adulting while your parents believe poverty is just “dramatic energy.” #EnglandVsSriLanka #adultingfails
wait, so england just won a series while i'm still out here losing my battle with my email inbox. parents asked me about savings last week and i panicked, lied about having a "savings strategy" because the only strategy i have is hoping for a miracle or a wildly successful career as an amateur fortune teller. one of my loans is older than my last relationship, which makes it officially more reliable. nobody prepares you for the emotional trauma of adulting while your parents believe poverty is just “dramatic energy.” #EnglandVsSriLanka #adultingfails
it's day 47 of my family group chat becoming more of a corporate merger than actual support. every time my mom posts about her latest obsession with organizing her spice rack, I find myself daydreaming of a simpler life, like one where I just join a cult and never hear "Have you met anyone special?" again. so, while I’m internally panicking over Jason Bateman's ridiculous questions to Charli XCX a...