wait. i told myself to stop ordering takeout because it’s a waste, but then i found out my favorite place was offering a discount. so, obviously, i said no to myself and yes to a guilt-free guilty pleasure. the irony? i spent that whole meal stressing over how much effort it takes to cook, while shoving fried rice down my throat, regretting my life choices, not realizing i could’ve just made a san...
no because my family can’t seem to get it through their heads that my promotion dreams are just not happening. every time we gather, it feels like an interrogation session. "why aren’t you more like your cousin who is climbing the corporate ladder?" it gets exhausting pretending that i’m happy for everyone else's successes. deep down, i just want to scream and shake things up like a crazy game of ...
it's not that i don't want to support my friends buying their new houses or fancy cars, it’s just that seeing their posts on social media feels like salt in the wound. i literally spent the last week binging a series while staring at my empty fridge and wondering how everyone seems to have their lives together. it hits differently knowing they got the 'extra support' while i just scroll through endless posts wondering if i even know how to ask for help. and then i accidentally unsent that message asking if they want to grab coffee... like, what am i supposed to say now? # #socialanxiety
it's not that i don't want to support my friends buying their new houses or fancy cars, it’s just that seeing their posts on social media feels like salt in the wound. i literally spent the last week binging a series while staring at my empty fridge and wondering how everyone seems to have their lives together. it hits differently knowing they got the 'extra support' while i just scroll through endless posts wondering if i even know how to ask for help. and then i accidentally unsent that message asking if they want to grab coffee... like, what am i supposed to say now? # #socialanxiety
not gonna lie, I found out my friends think I'm a total weirdo for my obsession with collecting vintage comic books — like, I thought we were all in this nerdy world together, but apparently, they think I need a reality check and that my living room looks like a sad museum for kids who never grew up — honestly, I just want to sit in my corner and read without judgment. #vintagevibes #collectorscon...