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Rants: the way that my mom asked when i'm having kids... like honey, we both know my ba…

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last night, I checked my Spotify Wrapped and realized I’ve turned into an unhinged emotion sponge. my top genre was “sad indie,” and my most played song is about a cat dying. I dont know who I am anymore. when did my vibes go from party starter to the person who cries at animated movies? honestly, I might need to get a cat just to validate my playlist choices. #musicislife #moodshift

the way that my mom asked when i'm having kids... like honey, we both know my bank account is still paying off my impulse buy of that twenty-pound weighted blanket, right? imagine a tiny human just sitting there waiting for me to explain why their nursery is just a pile of laundry and half a houseplant that looked at me funny. no, thanks. i'll let them decide whether they want to deal with my mess when my life looks less like an episode of a reality show where nobody wins.

the way that my mom asked when i'm having kids... like honey, we both know my bank account is still paying off my impulse buy of that twenty-pound weighted blanket, right? imagine a tiny human just sitting there waiting for me to explain why their nursery is just a pile of laundry and half a houseplant that looked at me funny. no, thanks. i'll let them decide whether they want to deal with my mess when my life looks less like an episode of a reality show where nobody wins.

so i accidentally sent a photo of my extensive collection of vintage bottle caps to the entire team, thinking it was just my buddy who understands the thrill of “cap-swatching.” they all replied with their enthusiastic support. the worst part? now everyone thinks i am some kind of hipster with a passion for outdated drinkware instead of the unremarkable tax accountant i really am. but at least the...