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Stories: wait—so my side hustle is basically covering all my main job’s expenses now, and…

i just caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and oh my god, it felt like my parents were staring back at me. like, seriously, every awkward smile and the weird way i raise my eyebrows is a full-on genetic signature. and there i am, standing in front of the mirror, practicing how to casually nod like, "yes, i see you." but deep down, i'm just realizing i inherited their inability to not look lik...

wait, i secretly believe i’m just one overly ambitious email away from someone finding out i’m an absolute fraud who somehow convinced everyone i belong here, like they’re gonna realize i’m just a girl pretending to live in this success story i didn’t write. #imposterfeelings #delusionaldreams

wait—so my side hustle is basically covering all my main job’s expenses now, and honestly, it feels like I’m working full-time for my passion project while still clocking in for the job I pretend to love. like, I know I should be grateful, but part of me is just bitter that I'm making someone else’s dream grow while I shove my own ambitions in a drawer. and it hits me—am I actually just funding my own mediocrity, sitting here with a smile while secretly planning my exit?

wait—so my side hustle is basically covering all my main job’s expenses now, and honestly, it feels like I’m working full-time for my passion project while still clocking in for the job I pretend to love. like, I know I should be grateful, but part of me is just bitter that I'm making someone else’s dream grow while I shove my own ambitions in a drawer. and it hits me—am I actually just funding my own mediocrity, sitting here with a smile while secretly planning my exit?

it's 3am and i'm scrolling through photos from last year's tournament in my hometown. the memories are flooding back. that same kid i grew up with, the one who was practically family, just posted a photo with everyone else from our past. i didn't even get a like. honestly, it feels like they erased me. every shared laugh feels like a cruel joke now, and i’m left questioning if we were ever really ...