just realized that if I had chosen a different college major, I might be the one casually owning a yacht instead of obsessively planning a one-time camping trip with all the grace of a giraffe on roller skates. it's wild how everyone thinks I'm making moves while I’m just juggling hidden debts like a clown at a circus, praying that the universe will spontaneously gift me a pile of cash, maybe whil...
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day twenty-three of pretending my life isn’t on fire while wearing a face mask that costs more than my dinner - last week, i told my boss i’m "working on a personal project" but really i just keep refreshing my bank app praying to see at least five bucks that i didn’t borrow from my couch cushions - people assume my thrift store finds are “on trend,” not realizing i’m actually just avoiding real clothes and the lingering shame of what my closet looks like - so cheers to the unexpected luxury of four unpaid parking tickets and the late fees sneaking up like exes at a reunion - and i just KNOW if anyone ever found my budgeting app, the betrayal would be cosmic - who knew a salad could cost more than my dinner last week, huh?
day twenty-three of pretending my life isn’t on fire while wearing a face mask that costs more than my dinner - last week, i told my boss i’m "working on a personal project" but really i just keep refreshing my bank app praying to see at least five bucks that i didn’t borrow from my couch cushions - people assume my thrift store finds are “on trend,” not realizing i’m actually just avoiding real clothes and the lingering shame of what my closet looks like - so cheers to the unexpected luxury of four unpaid parking tickets and the late fees sneaking up like exes at a reunion - and i just KNOW if anyone ever found my budgeting app, the betrayal would be cosmic - who knew a salad could cost more than my dinner last week, huh?
...and then I literally liked a photo from forty-seven weeks ago, and now I’m just sitting here watching everyone’s lives unfold like some twisted Netflix series where I’m stuck on season one, while they buy houses and go on vacations that look like magazine spreads. I mean, how do they all seem to have it figured out? I can’t even afford fancy takeout without questioning my life choices. Seriousl...