WhisperDog

Rants: sometimes I wonder if my cooking skills would impress strangers on social media.…

it's not that I thought I was special. it's just… how do you fit in a world where you realize you were the afterthought? one group chat filled with laughter while I sit here wondering if my absence made room for something better. suddenly, I’m drowning in the realization that while I was showing up, they were building something without me. and just like that, a night that was supposed to be a reun...

just realized that my most sacred secret is no longer mine. it slipped out like water through my fingers because someone i trusted thought it was theirs to share. betrayal isn't even the word, it's like a punch to the gut that just keeps coming back, over and over. i thought we were a safe space for each other, but clearly, some words mean nothing when you don’t guard them fiercely.

sometimes I wonder if my cooking skills would impress strangers on social media. like, what if my chicken dish went viral? everyone thinks I'm a gourmet chef, but really, I'm just trying to disguise the fact that half my meals come from discount frozen dinners. I buy spices that look fancy, but it’s all just to fool myself into believing I have my life together. cooking for likes, but secretly hoping nobody finds out I'm barely scraping by. #fakeituntilyoumakeit #cookingunderpressure

sometimes I wonder if my cooking skills would impress strangers on social media. like, what if my chicken dish went viral? everyone thinks I'm a gourmet chef, but really, I'm just trying to disguise the fact that half my meals come from discount frozen dinners. I buy spices that look fancy, but it’s all just to fool myself into believing I have my life together. cooking for likes, but secretly hoping nobody finds out I'm barely scraping by. #fakeituntilyoumakeit #cookingunderpressure

last night, i saw a couple at the bar and they were holding hands while planning their 'dream marathon'. i was supposed to run the austin marathon in two thousand twenty-six with someone who promised we’d be together forever. now, i’m stuck alone wondering if my biggest achievement will be running a race instead of building a life. guess the only thing i'm racing towards is a little solitude while...