ever accidentally find out that your friends think you are "the person who owns a hundred sad cat memes"? just me? well, during family game night, my uncle laughed at my Instagram while my aunt shouted that no one cares about my existential crisis selfies. i was mortified, wondering if that is what i have become - an awkward punchline in the comedy show of life. it's a miracle i didn't knock over ...
wait, i just realized my favorite corner of the grocery store is basically a therapy session now. i have deeper conversations with the snack aisle than i do with people who leave me on read for days, then respond with 'lol.' it’s like, sure, i can buy that overpriced cheese but still can't find anyone who knows me beyond small talk. it’s all so surreal, yet somehow i keep pretending it's okay whil...
i turned down a chance to join this really cool art retreat. my cousin went instead and now they’re getting featured in galleries. my parents look at me like i’m the one who didn’t try. family gatherings feel like an endless quiz show, with questions about my “career path” while i smile awkwardly and sip my watered-down lemonade. i swear, every time someone mentions my cousin, it’s like i can hear the weight of disappointment echoing through the room. it’s exhausting, you know? being the invisible one while everyone compares me to their golden child.
i turned down a chance to join this really cool art retreat. my cousin went instead and now they’re getting featured in galleries. my parents look at me like i’m the one who didn’t try. family gatherings feel like an endless quiz show, with questions about my “career path” while i smile awkwardly and sip my watered-down lemonade. i swear, every time someone mentions my cousin, it’s like i can hear the weight of disappointment echoing through the room. it’s exhausting, you know? being the invisible one while everyone compares me to their golden child.
yooo, so I once let my coworker take the blame for losing the last remaining jar of the office pickles. like, who even needs that much pickle juice sitting in the fridge? they found out later it was me who snacked on it like it was my last meal. I mean, sure I feel kinda bad, but those pickles were sweet, briney goodness. now I can’t even look at the fridge without sweating over the pickles, and e...