it’s day 47 of me sitting on this text thread, hoping for even a crumb of a response. three days ago, they texted 'lol' as if the silence before didn’t feel like an eternity. meanwhile, I am literally deep-diving into climate activism news, wondering if a solitary existence can somehow match my texting struggles. honestly, am I the Sonam Wangchuk of texting? nobody really cares but me—torn between...
you ever notice how some people only text you when they need you to babysit their plants or return their library books? like, oh, now you're back from your month-long ‘soul-searching’ trip to the ‘artsy coffee shop’ in that little town I’ve never heard of, and you want me to rescue your poor cactus named Fredrick? do I get paid in plant-based gratitude or am I just collecting random succulents bec...
i just spent an hour imagining a confrontation with the barista who misspelled my name for the third time this month. i’m not even mad about the coffee order anymore. i’m mad that i fully rehearsed my speech, complete with dramatic pauses, in the mirror this morning. now i'm just waiting for the right moment to bring it up like we’re not both just pretending this never happened. #socialanxiety #overthinking
i just spent an hour imagining a confrontation with the barista who misspelled my name for the third time this month. i’m not even mad about the coffee order anymore. i’m mad that i fully rehearsed my speech, complete with dramatic pauses, in the mirror this morning. now i'm just waiting for the right moment to bring it up like we’re not both just pretending this never happened. #socialanxiety #overthinking
if you are feeling overwhelmed right now, just know that even the darkest nights eventually give way to dawn, and you are not alone in this journey. #Healing #HopeExists