not gonna lie, I just spent thirty minutes thinking about how I should have argued with my kitchen scale about its misleading measurements. like, what does it know about my dietary needs, anyway? and then I pictured it coming to life and us having a dramatic debate over portion sizes like it's the hottest topic at a cooking show—should I really trust a device that just sits there judging my chocol...
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not gonna lie, I just found out my parents were my age when they built a full garden shed while I can barely keep a cactus alive. like, they had power tools, and here I am staring at a box of broken IKEA furniture with my life choices. if I was in their shoes, I’d be lucky to assemble a chair, let alone a shed. they were adults, and I just googled “how to microwave leftover spaghetti”.
not gonna lie, I just found out my parents were my age when they built a full garden shed while I can barely keep a cactus alive. like, they had power tools, and here I am staring at a box of broken IKEA furniture with my life choices. if I was in their shoes, I’d be lucky to assemble a chair, let alone a shed. they were adults, and I just googled “how to microwave leftover spaghetti”.
not gonna lie, i thought turning thirty was like entering a retirement home, but here i am, in a toxic job where my coffee machine is literally the only thing that keeps me sane. i just found out tcu took down a team they shouldn’t have, and meanwhile, my boss literally couldn’t keep a plant alive. i swear the real competition is who can endure this misery longer. it's either me or the dead succul...