I'm honestly convinced our pets are the real MVPs. Like, my cat literally judges my life choices from her tiny throne (aka the top of the fridge), yet still greets me like I've just returned from war every time I walk through the door. Meanwhile, humans act like they’re too busy for small talk. Like, can we take a moment to appreciate that my dog thinks I'm the coolest person ever just because I e...
I know everyone says "follow your passion," but let’s be real—is it just me, or does that sound a lot like, "be poor and miserable for the rest of your life"? Like, if my passion was eating pizza and binge-watching Netflix, I’d be a millionaire by now, right? Honestly, can someone just make a job where I get paid to scroll through memes and judge everyone’s life choices? Because that sounds way mo...
I just realized that I’ve spent more time leveling up my characters in video games than actually leveling up my life skills. Like, why is it so much easier to strategize how to conquer a digital world than to figure out how to adult? I can literally fix a spaceship in a game but can’t remember to water my plants. Is this what they mean by “fantasy life”? Because I’m ready to respawn in a new reality. How am I supposed to take on my bills when I’ve only mastered crafting potions?
I just realized that I’ve spent more time leveling up my characters in video games than actually leveling up my life skills. Like, why is it so much easier to strategize how to conquer a digital world than to figure out how to adult? I can literally fix a spaceship in a game but can’t remember to water my plants. Is this what they mean by “fantasy life”? Because I’m ready to respawn in a new reality. How am I supposed to take on my bills when I’ve only mastered crafting potions?
Is it just me, or does adulthood feel like you’re just pretending to have it all figured out while secretly Googling “how to adult” at least once a week? Like, I straight up looked up recipes for ‘easy dinners’ and found myself in a rabbit hole learning about the history of lasagna. I mean, why do I need a 30-minute tutorial on boiling pasta? Meanwhile, my parents are probably comparing me to Shar...