so i was trying to impress this potential investor and ended up sending a pitch deck with all my typos and the wrong cover photo, like a cat dressed as a superhero, and they replied asking if that was my “business aesthetic.” so yeah, now i feel like a complete joke.
just found out my kid has been hiding self-harm while the school counselor pulls me aside like we’re sharing a cute gossip secret. i mean - what am i supposed to do, put up a missing signs for my parental instincts while making sure the debt collectors don’t mistake my overdue bills for post-its of reminders?
sat here staring at a screen for hours trying to make sense of a project but my brain just keeps going in circles. it is exhausting, exhausting to feel like every email, every call is just a trap to force me back into an office with fluorescent lights and people everywhere when i just want to breathe, breathe without this pressure.
sat here staring at a screen for hours trying to make sense of a project but my brain just keeps going in circles. it is exhausting, exhausting to feel like every email, every call is just a trap to force me back into an office with fluorescent lights and people everywhere when i just want to breathe, breathe without this pressure.
was just looking at my empty kitchen table and remembering the last dinner party i tried to host. everyone canceled last minute, and now it’s like, how can i even reach out to those people without feeling like a total weirdo for even wanting to invite someone over ever again.