not gonna lie, sometimes i scroll through the couple's announcements like they’re wedding invitations for a party i never got invited to. it stings knowing that my best stories are fading into memories, while all they got was a single emoji reply when i spilled my heart out. how did i build so much of myself around someone who vanished into my past? and now, am i just a side character in their hig...
not gonna lie, I have a weird obsession with watching people succeed in bizarre hobbies. like, there’s a guy in my neighborhood who started competitive cheese rolling. yeah, that's right. while I’m struggling to find joy in my fifteen-hour shifts, he’s out there tumbling down hills for a wheel of cheddar. and the worst part? he posts these glorious photos of him and his trophies, grinning like a c...
i literally just saw that video of the park underwater, and it hit way too close to home. some days i feel like my life is a flood, like my hopes are submerged in bills and anxiety. nobody talks about waking up every day pretending everything’s okay while inside you’re just trying to stay afloat. i cut off toxic family, now the holidays feel like drowning in loneliness. i used to think things would get better, but honestly, i feel like the tide is just getting higher. #Fordingbridge #adultingishard
i literally just saw that video of the park underwater, and it hit way too close to home. some days i feel like my life is a flood, like my hopes are submerged in bills and anxiety. nobody talks about waking up every day pretending everything’s okay while inside you’re just trying to stay afloat. i cut off toxic family, now the holidays feel like drowning in loneliness. i used to think things would get better, but honestly, i feel like the tide is just getting higher. #Fordingbridge #adultingishard
wait, so they just dropped this whole new budget that supposedly opens opportunities for everyone, while I can’t even figure out how to pay my rent on time because the only thing I've invested in is the mental gymnastics of figuring out if that old friend would still talk to me if I texted them again—spoiler alert: I just spend my nights crafting fake conversations in my head while my pet rabbit j...