day 47 of pretending to be okay—my boss just posted that perfect job promotion I’ll never get. everyone around me smiles, asking what my next step is, while I calculate how many years I can hide this growing mountain of debt. I look in the mirror and wonder if they’d believe I can even afford toothpaste. maybe I should just laugh and act like I’m thriving—like everyone else seems to think I am. #B...
I literally just discovered that I have an irrational fear of paper cuts and it’s like, how do I explain that to anyone without sounding insane? Like, they don’t know the struggle of grappling with an envelope like it’s a ticking time bomb. I can’t even fold a piece of paper without imagining my skin shredding into confetti, but somehow I’m the weirdo for not handling it like a normal human.
not gonna lie, i caught that bayern game and felt a pang in my chest. my friends always make fun of me for my ‘messi or ronaldo’ debates, but honestly, the way life is going, it feels like i’m just trying to survive each month. i saw their glitz on the field and it reminded me of all those missed calls and text messages from friends i cut off. they don't get my hustle. right now, i’m just out here managing my life like a losing team—just trying to score any points to stay afloat. #FcBayernMunich #Struggling
not gonna lie, i caught that bayern game and felt a pang in my chest. my friends always make fun of me for my ‘messi or ronaldo’ debates, but honestly, the way life is going, it feels like i’m just trying to survive each month. i saw their glitz on the field and it reminded me of all those missed calls and text messages from friends i cut off. they don't get my hustle. right now, i’m just out here managing my life like a losing team—just trying to score any points to stay afloat. #FcBayernMunich #Struggling
wait, did anyone else notice how easy it is to feel like a ghost in a crowded room? i was thinking about that guy who thought it was a good idea to beat the system and ended up in all this trouble. not that i would judge. sometimes, isolation hits harder than a punch. i keep wondering what happened to those friends i used to text after midnight. now it’s just me and a phone full of empty contacts....