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Questions: last night, I stumbled upon an old game I used to obsess over—it's like the spin…

not gonna lie, seeing everyone react to that news about the athlete's struggle hits different. while they’re off processing disappointment, I’m here trying to cope with my own heartbreak. that moment when your person is suddenly just... gone, and you realize you built your whole world around them. it’s like standing at a wedding venue alone while the universe laughs. do I even believe in love anym...

i secretly relish family gatherings for the INTERROGATION. everyone’s comparing me to my cousins like it's some twisted game show. "why aren't you settled down? why aren't you thriving?" like, excuse me, i'm just trying to survive the expectations of a family that doesn't get that i’m not a trophy for their societal norms. i keep going back to the person everyone warned me about because honestly? ...

last night, I stumbled upon an old game I used to obsess over—it's like the spinosaurus of gaming. hidden away, just like my enthusiasm for life. matlab, everyone thinks I've got it all together, but the only thing that's consistent is my need to pretend I can afford a subscription for a service that brings me zero joy. while they explore new hobbies, I’m stuck revisiting nostalgia—feeling like that dinosaur, strong but misplaced in a world that doesn't care. it's a wild ride but, honestly, just wish I could escape for real. #Spinosaurus #gamingstruggles

last night, I stumbled upon an old game I used to obsess over—it's like the spinosaurus of gaming. hidden away, just like my enthusiasm for life. matlab, everyone thinks I've got it all together, but the only thing that's consistent is my need to pretend I can afford a subscription for a service that brings me zero joy. while they explore new hobbies, I’m stuck revisiting nostalgia—feeling like that dinosaur, strong but misplaced in a world that doesn't care. it's a wild ride but, honestly, just wish I could escape for real. #Spinosaurus #gamingstruggles

wait, so apparently the DHS messed up showcasing the "worst of the worst." i can't help but think about how people can be quick to label others while my own financial mess remains hidden. i trained a new hire, and now they make more than me, living their best life while i'm stuck here counting crumbs. sorry to my couch, sorry to my empty fridge, sorry to the universe, but living paycheck to payche...