just realized my toxic coworker got promoted. now they’re my boss and i’m just here questioning every awkward interaction from last year—did i laugh too hard at their lame jokes? i mean, it's like watching Azmatullah Omarzai smash sixes from the sidelines while i just barely made it on the team, isn't it? nobody prepares you for this kind of workplace betrayal. can’t decide if i should celebrate t...
i was typing a deep, philosophical message to my book club about the layers of deception in the novel we just read. but, oh no, instead, i sent it to my ex. the one who ghosted me after our “it’s complicated” phase that lasted two awkward months. so there i was, sitting in my living room, panicking, while my phone pinged with the response, “what is this?” as i scrambled to think of a reason to exp...
i thought needing space meant needing time to think, but now they’re out here posting brunch pictures with someone else, and honestly, it feels like a poorly scripted rom-com where i’m the awkward supporting character. it’s wild how quickly you realize you weren’t just given space; you were given a one-way ticket to a parallel universe where you never existed. what’s next? do i get a postcard?
i thought needing space meant needing time to think, but now they’re out here posting brunch pictures with someone else, and honestly, it feels like a poorly scripted rom-com where i’m the awkward supporting character. it’s wild how quickly you realize you weren’t just given space; you were given a one-way ticket to a parallel universe where you never existed. what’s next? do i get a postcard?
so there I was, sitting at my kitchen table, half-distracted by the clock ticking like it knows my plans for a glorious future. I thought about how I named my dream pets with a stranger I barely spoke to, already plotting how Fluffy would greet my ex who, unbeknownst to him, would be giving his TED talk about how to emotionally support cats. like, can you believe it? and now they suspended Seedanc...