its not that i hate valentine's week. its just that i always end up planning a grand dinner for two... only to eat instant noodles alone in my apartment. and when the rose day arrives, my biggest concern is if my boss will give me a raise or if i will still be stuck juggling three part-time gigs while pretending to enjoy life. feeling like an unpaid intern for romance when my biggest relationship ...
not gonna lie, I’ve started doing these dramatic deep breathing exercises before grocery shopping. its wild how quickly anxiety kicks in over a cart of ramen and instant mac and cheese. lowkey, the self-checkout scanner feels like a confession booth where I’m silently hoping no one sees the total, like, ‘just don’t judge my choices.’ when I googled ‘how to eat when broke’ the other night, I never thought it would lead me down a rabbit hole of ridiculous budgeting hacks and the absurdity of swapping half an avocado for actual nourishment. #brokeandblessed #livingthedream
not gonna lie, I’ve started doing these dramatic deep breathing exercises before grocery shopping. its wild how quickly anxiety kicks in over a cart of ramen and instant mac and cheese. lowkey, the self-checkout scanner feels like a confession booth where I’m silently hoping no one sees the total, like, ‘just don’t judge my choices.’ when I googled ‘how to eat when broke’ the other night, I never thought it would lead me down a rabbit hole of ridiculous budgeting hacks and the absurdity of swapping half an avocado for actual nourishment. #brokeandblessed #livingthedream
not gonna lie, I sometimes see a couple holding hands and feel like they are casually kicking me in the gut. i watch them smile and laugh, and I think about how I was that person once. now I sit alone with a bowl of cereal, the same cereal we used to share, and I cry at every commercial like it's Shakespeare. I spent so much time being their cheerleader, I forgot I had a whole team of my own dream...