i went to a family gathering last weekend, and all i heard was how my cousins are thriving while i just… exist. it's like they pulled out a checklist: “job, check. marriage, check. children, oh dear, are you even trying?” meanwhile, i’m over here wondering if my most significant accomplishment this week is getting out of bed. and just when i thought the pressure couldn’t get worse, news about the ...
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i pretend like my life is together. people think i make so much money because i wear nice clothes and smile in photos. but the truth? i’m living paycheck to paycheck, drowning in hidden debt, and hoping that some miracle will plop a load of cash in my lap. my revenge fantasy involves the universe being forced to acknowledge my struggle, handing me a briefcase full of cash, and the shock on everyone's faces when they find out the real me.
i pretend like my life is together. people think i make so much money because i wear nice clothes and smile in photos. but the truth? i’m living paycheck to paycheck, drowning in hidden debt, and hoping that some miracle will plop a load of cash in my lap. my revenge fantasy involves the universe being forced to acknowledge my struggle, handing me a briefcase full of cash, and the shock on everyone's faces when they find out the real me.
i thought having a hundred contacts meant i wouldn’t feel lonely. instead, i feel like a ghost. i watch my friends spiral into their own lives, and i’m just here, alone with my thoughts, and nobody to call. nobody really knows me anymore, just like nobody could possibly guess i accidentally sent the screenshot to the person i was screenshotting.