literally just listened to the latest tiny desk concert on npr and realized my whole life is a tiny desk performance. i play the part of “totally fine” while hiding my hidden debt under my rug like it's some kind of trendy home decor. honestly, it's exhausting to fake being okay when every week is just a careful shuffle of bills and minimum payments. i'm telling you, one day someone is going to un...
not gonna lie, seeing shanaya kapoor deal with all that online hate about her jawline hits hard, yaar. literally, I put on this brave face every day, like I’m doing great. but inside? I'm drowning in debt that nobody sees while pretending I can afford to be fabulous. some days, I just wish someone would notice I’m not okay, but everyone’s too busy playing their roles in this drama called life. som...
i saw the announcement about the new gruffalo book and felt a weird sense of nostalgia hit me. honestly, when was the last time i had a friend to share a laugh with over children's stories? i used to read those books with my cousin, but now we’re just two strangers scrolling through each other's posts, silently wishing we had the same connection we did when we were kids. it’s wild to think i have hundreds of contacts but no one to call when the financial stress hits, or when i feel completely alone in this adult life. do i even know what friendship is anymore, or is it just another social media illusion? #GruffaloGranny #adultingishard
i saw the announcement about the new gruffalo book and felt a weird sense of nostalgia hit me. honestly, when was the last time i had a friend to share a laugh with over children's stories? i used to read those books with my cousin, but now we’re just two strangers scrolling through each other's posts, silently wishing we had the same connection we did when we were kids. it’s wild to think i have hundreds of contacts but no one to call when the financial stress hits, or when i feel completely alone in this adult life. do i even know what friendship is anymore, or is it just another social media illusion? #GruffaloGranny #adultingishard
not gonna lie, sometimes I look in the mirror and feel like I am staring at my parents on a bad day. it’s like, am I just a collection of their worst habits? I catch myself muttering the same phrases they used when they got stressed out. and that feeling of watching myself morph into them is kinda scary, but… also kinda comforting? I mean, who am I even supposed to be if not this?