last night, i scrolled past another paycheck-to-paycheck success story. they all looked so happy while i’m sitting here dodging collection calls and perfecting my “i’m totally fine” face. funny how everyone thinks you’re living the high life just because you wear clean clothes. just realized, it’s all a performance, like those poor souls in the 'four-nil' heartbreak match, just trying to score som...
I thought my big plan to keep it together was going well—wearing that thrifted blazer like it was designer, sipping tap water instead of overpriced lattes—until my boss casually asked if I was up for a team dinner. There I sat, nodding and pretending I wasn't on a personal crusade to avoid the guilt of ordering the cheapest thing on the menu. Then I noticed my debit card was—wait for it—swiped one...
ok but it’s funny how I can be surrounded by a hundred faces at a party, but I’ll still find myself staring at the wall wondering if that weird habit of naming my houseplants makes me a weirdo or... I should probably just text someone—oh wait, who? nobody really gets it—nobody really knows me, not the way I want them to... like, they see the mask and nod, but do they ever wonder what it’s like to plan your escape in the quiet hours when the walls start closing in, and all you have is a vision board full of places you might never go—because who would I even tell about it anyway?
ok but it’s funny how I can be surrounded by a hundred faces at a party, but I’ll still find myself staring at the wall wondering if that weird habit of naming my houseplants makes me a weirdo or... I should probably just text someone—oh wait, who? nobody really gets it—nobody really knows me, not the way I want them to... like, they see the mask and nod, but do they ever wonder what it’s like to plan your escape in the quiet hours when the walls start closing in, and all you have is a vision board full of places you might never go—because who would I even tell about it anyway?
wait, so my toxic coworker just got promoted and now they’re my boss? it feels like a twisted joke, like i'm stuck in some dark comedy where the villain always wins. meanwhile, i'm sitting here, questioning my entire existence, just trying to survive this office drama while they strut around like they own the place. i thought i was building a career, but clearly, this is just my personal "villarre...