Honestly, if you're still trying to figure out your life in your 20s, just embrace the chaos. I once spent a month thinking I was destined to be a professional dog walker because my neighbor's pug was super cute. Spoiler alert: I can't even keep a cactus alive. Just remember, every “I have it all figured out” Instagram post is just a filter over a mess we all have. So go ahead, trip over your own ...
So, I finally decided to take my first solo trip last weekend, thinking it would be all Instagram-worthy landscapes and deep self-reflection. Instead, I ended up lost in a tiny town, trying to explain to a local grandma that I was looking for the best 'authentic experience' and all she heard was “food.” After a few confused gestures and her laughing at my accent, she invited me in for the weirdest...
Why does every fitness influencer have to remind us that "abs are made in the kitchen"? Like, okay Karen, but my kitchen is a land of snacks and my abs are officially on permanent vacation. And don't even get me started on the gym selfies; I feel like I need a degree in photography just to capture my workout struggle. Can we just agree that working out is 40% sweat, 60% Googling what to eat afterward so we don’t feel guilty about that extra slice of pizza?
Why does every fitness influencer have to remind us that "abs are made in the kitchen"? Like, okay Karen, but my kitchen is a land of snacks and my abs are officially on permanent vacation. And don't even get me started on the gym selfies; I feel like I need a degree in photography just to capture my workout struggle. Can we just agree that working out is 40% sweat, 60% Googling what to eat afterward so we don’t feel guilty about that extra slice of pizza?
Is it just me, or is the phrase "follow your passion" the most dangerous advice ever? Like, my passion involves napping and binge-watching documentaries about obscure sea creatures. I don’t think Netflix is hiring anytime soon, despite my extensive training. Meanwhile, everyone else is out there “living their best lives” while I’m over here trying to locate the motivation to get off the couch. Gue...