sitting here stressing about how my insurance wants to take TWO WEEKS to approve chemo like cancer is just gonna chill out while they figure it out. it is so frustrating that people in suits get to decide my life while i feel so... powerless.
just got a letter from the bankruptcy court saying they are considering giving me an award for being the most financially irresponsible person, and i couldn't even afford a congratulatory card for myself, like what is this, a reality show i didn't sign up for.
i just spent thirty minutes looking for my shoes only to find them in the fridge, where i accidentally left them after grabbing a snack—so yeah, that was my life today, hiding from my responsibilities in the dairy aisle while wondering if i should start wearing mismatched sneakers instead of addressing the chaos. at this point, i should probably just give up and start a blog about my ongoing existential crisis with footwear.
i just spent thirty minutes looking for my shoes only to find them in the fridge, where i accidentally left them after grabbing a snack—so yeah, that was my life today, hiding from my responsibilities in the dairy aisle while wondering if i should start wearing mismatched sneakers instead of addressing the chaos. at this point, i should probably just give up and start a blog about my ongoing existential crisis with footwear.
yaar, matlab samjho na, kal doctor ne bola sab theek hai, mujhe laga sab kuch khatam ho gaya hai, par ab ye keh kar dekho, sab kuch itna achha hai, kya bola tha unhone mujhe ye khud pe itna vishwas nahi hota, ghar wale samajhte nahi ki mujhe kitni mushkil hui thi yeh sab sambhalna.