i used to go to the local bookstore every weekend, sipping coffee while flipping through all those beautiful pages and dreaming about becoming an author. now i watch my friends post about book deals and literary events on instagram while im stuck in my tiny one-bedroom with stacks of unfinished drafts and just a laptop that barely works, it feels so far away.
was in the bathroom and saw an empty bottle of prenatal vitamins on the shelf, felt like a cruel joke from the universe, guess i should just return them like they do with unwanted gifts. now i am at work making small talk like everything is fine when i really want to yell “congratulations on your perfect little lives, mine just crashed and burned."
so i thought i was sending a voice note to my friend about this weird dream where my cat was giving me relationship advice but i sent it to my boss instead. now i can never look him in the eye again.
so i thought i was sending a voice note to my friend about this weird dream where my cat was giving me relationship advice but i sent it to my boss instead. now i can never look him in the eye again.
just checked my account and saw that my heart sank like it was all those sleepless nights adding up, now my usual bills feel like this giant mountain i can’t climb, not to mention the emergency fund i told myself was building is completely gone, and how the hell do you even explain that to someone who thinks you still have a secure future when your savings is EMPTY and all you can think about is t...