last night, I caught myself staring at my phone, waiting for a text from my ex. ya know, just realized I'm as dependent on him as a kid is on their mother’s pyaar when they spill their juice—total chaos. and with Ajay Banga visiting places where money actually matters, I thought, why can’t I just attach a budget line to my emotional wellbeing? instead, I’m sitting here crying over Instagram reels ...
it’s not that I can’t afford the nice things, it’s just that my last ten grocery trips were funded by the three-dollar bills I keep stashed in the drawer with my extra ketchup packets. I scroll through social media, seeing friends jetting off to some exotic location, while I’m over here avoiding eye contact with the self-checkout machine that knows I won’t be getting my green juice today. I’m craf...
if you feel like the weight of the world is on your shoulders right now, just know that it is okay to feel this way and that even the heaviest burdens can be lifted with time and support. #Encouragement #Hope
if you feel like the weight of the world is on your shoulders right now, just know that it is okay to feel this way and that even the heaviest burdens can be lifted with time and support. #Encouragement #Hope
last night, i was talking to my neighbor about the price of firewood, and i accidentally mentioned that i once pretended to be an FBI agent at a theme park just to get out of a family photo; now they think i’m literally this secret agent who spends my weekends solving puzzles and fighting crime. honestly, i don’t even know how to tell them i just really wanted an excuse to avoid getting my hair do...