yooo, just found out my friends think I give off “forgotten middle child” energy, and now I am fully convinced I might be one of the kids from the background of a family photo that nobody remembers. am i slowly becoming a ghost at the dinner table? are my texts invisible too? brb, applying for ghostwriting gigs since apparently that’s my calling now. #existentialcrisis #invisiblenotabs
wait. just sent a risky text about how i think it’s weird my favorite flower is also my mom’s birthday flower. now im watching those three dots like they’re a slow-motion train wreck. while simultaneously panicking about potential ice on the roads because who’s going to handle that in freezing rain? im not ready for that kind of commitment in this life. honestly, i’d rather be left on read than go...
literally just realized my parents were my age when they finished building a treehouse. i’m over here struggling to build my IKEA furniture without crying. and they had the audacity to leave a little slide at the end... who puts a slide on a treehouse? so there i was, surrounded by the crumbs of my takeout, questioning my entire existence when...
literally just realized my parents were my age when they finished building a treehouse. i’m over here struggling to build my IKEA furniture without crying. and they had the audacity to leave a little slide at the end... who puts a slide on a treehouse? so there i was, surrounded by the crumbs of my takeout, questioning my entire existence when...
if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, just know it is okay to take a step back and breathe. you are doing the best you can, and even small progress is still progress. #Hope #YouAreNotAlone #Healing