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Stories: last night, I remembered that I signed up for a virtual lottery thing like, ages…

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it's not that my life is a mess – it's just that I forgot to pick up the phone and call anyone in three months. my parents showed up unannounced and found me surrounded by takeout boxes and empty gaming energy drink cans, laughing at my own jokes about how I’ve turned friendship into a contact list full of strangers.

last night, I remembered that I signed up for a virtual lottery thing like, ages ago. you know, thinking it would change my life and make me fabulously wealthy while I continue working this uninspiring job. but then, I also realized I forgot to check the results for the Georgia Lottery. like, am I literally living in my own sitcom where I'm just here waiting for my moment while not even showing up to the auditions? I could have been rich, or like, you know, not. but then again, how embarrassing would that have been if I won and didn’t even know I was a millionaire? so here I am, just vibing with my regular life and eating stale chips for dinner. #GaLottery #lotterydreams

last night, I remembered that I signed up for a virtual lottery thing like, ages ago. you know, thinking it would change my life and make me fabulously wealthy while I continue working this uninspiring job. but then, I also realized I forgot to check the results for the Georgia Lottery. like, am I literally living in my own sitcom where I'm just here waiting for my moment while not even showing up to the auditions? I could have been rich, or like, you know, not. but then again, how embarrassing would that have been if I won and didn’t even know I was a millionaire? so here I am, just vibing with my regular life and eating stale chips for dinner. #GaLottery #lotterydreams

yooo, so the news about being able to check your voter number had me spiraling. it’s like, wow, maybe my life choices boil down to a single number now. between juggling bills and pretending i’m fine at parties, suddenly the idea of a voting center feels like high stakes poker. like, what if i show up and the whole thing is rigged? i might just dip out of that reality and create a new identity as a...