so i decided to stop eating sugar for a week, like a real health guru, but then i immediately started second-guessing whether chocolate-covered almonds count as a “healthy snack” because clearly my brain thought this was a negotiation, and now i’m over here contemplating the existential crisis of an almond.
i just sat on my couch pretending to watch my kid but really just thinking about how the number of times i reset my coffee machine is probably more than i could count, like if that means something about me.
so i just discovered i need to replace my washing machine because it makes this weird noise and honestly my whole life feels like it’s falling apart since the last one broke right after i paid the rent and now i just opened my account to find it was even lower than expected so like how do i even wash my clothes now because the laundromat is gonna cost too much and it’s just another reminder that everything keeps piling up while i feel like i am trying to keep it together but it’s just sooo exhausting and it was just supposed to be a regular day, you know?
so i just discovered i need to replace my washing machine because it makes this weird noise and honestly my whole life feels like it’s falling apart since the last one broke right after i paid the rent and now i just opened my account to find it was even lower than expected so like how do i even wash my clothes now because the laundromat is gonna cost too much and it’s just another reminder that everything keeps piling up while i feel like i am trying to keep it together but it’s just sooo exhausting and it was just supposed to be a regular day, you know?
sat on my worn out couch in this tiny apartment, surrounded by boxes that still need unpacking, scrolling through my friends' perfect lives on social media while my part-time job barely covers rent, wondering how they can travel and thrive while i’m stuck with hospital bills and bankruptcy paperwork, just feels so surreal and unreal that i’m the one left behind, always always just behind.