it’s day 47 of dodging my landlord's texts because my paycheck's still three days out. saw that new orleans airport lounge renovation and thought, “great, somewhere else to pretend I belong while I really just wish my credit card would stop yelling at me.” every time I get a small win, I remember that my reality looks like staring at expired takeout and hoping no one notices. #NewOrleansAirport #L...
the way that i caught myself staring at an empty coffee cup today, wondering if the barista even remembered my name, made me realize i’m just as lost as those Olympic athletes soaring through halfpipe qualifiers. do you think they ever doubt if they belong there? i mean, i sometimes feel like that at family gatherings, surrounded by perfect lives while i struggle to make conversation. what if i’m ...
have you ever looked back at old photos and just... stared? it’s like peering into a different dimension where you existed as a version of yourself that feels completely unrecognizable. family gatherings only amplify the feeling. you sit there, being compared to your cousins like they’re fine wine and you’re the boxed stuff. they ask about your job, your life choices, as if they're judging you on a scoreboard. sometimes i wish i could just call out how suffocating it feels to carry the weight of everyone’s expectations, but instead, i nod and pretend i'm not drowning. it’s exhausting, and i wonder if disappointing my parents would feel easier than pretending i’m someone i’m not. # #feelinglost
have you ever looked back at old photos and just... stared? it’s like peering into a different dimension where you existed as a version of yourself that feels completely unrecognizable. family gatherings only amplify the feeling. you sit there, being compared to your cousins like they’re fine wine and you’re the boxed stuff. they ask about your job, your life choices, as if they're judging you on a scoreboard. sometimes i wish i could just call out how suffocating it feels to carry the weight of everyone’s expectations, but instead, i nod and pretend i'm not drowning. it’s exhausting, and i wonder if disappointing my parents would feel easier than pretending i’m someone i’m not. # #feelinglost
so, you ever get that impulse to buy something just because it’s on sale? yeah, I saw a succulent that screamed ‘quirky personality’ but really just looked sad like my financial future. meanwhile, google is offering those voluntary exit programs like it’s a friendly nudge. great, as if I’m not already clawing my way through debt while pretending to enjoy my life as a ‘cactus enthusiast’… it's all ...