day 47 of pretending my ex doesn't exist. it’s 2am, and I just found myself checking their social media—again. what is wrong with me? I know I should be focusing on my plants, which I totally forgot to water this week, but instead I'm analyzing the like patterns on their last three posts. is it normal to wonder if they’re cozy at home, while I’m freezing in my one-room apartment that now feels col...
caught myself googling "sylhet titans vs dhaka capitals" and immediately felt shame wash over me like that time i asked my boss for a raise in front of everyone. turns out my parents probably know more about cricket than i do. now i'm just waiting for the next family gathering where they bring it up, and i'll be nodding like i dont still think a ‘boundary’ is just my personal space bubble at parti...
just realized i sent a screenshot of my thirty-minute rant about my favorite food influencer to the influencer themselves. how do i explain to them that my deep dive into their pasta recipes is a symptom of my unfulfilled culinary dreams? do they think i’m a stalker now or are they just honored that someone’s analyzing their garlic technique? like, do they need to file a restraining order or...
just realized i sent a screenshot of my thirty-minute rant about my favorite food influencer to the influencer themselves. how do i explain to them that my deep dive into their pasta recipes is a symptom of my unfulfilled culinary dreams? do they think i’m a stalker now or are they just honored that someone’s analyzing their garlic technique? like, do they need to file a restraining order or...
it's not that i'm daydreaming about marrying a stranger i just locked eyes with, it’s just that i can already picture our future house made of repurposed cereal boxes and that we're adopting ten miniature donkeys because apparently that’s how you become successful in your thirties. not really sure how to fit all that into a budget, but i'm convinced this eye contact means we're already in a commit...