it was supposed to be a quiet Saturday, right? instead, I ended up on stage at an open mic night after downing one too many energy drinks, and when I finally had the mic in my hand, I confidently shouted that LeBron James couldn’t hit a free throw to save his life—yeah, crickets. people stared at me like I just kicked their favorite puppy, and as I awkwardly fumbled through my whole five-minute se...
it's not that I didn't try. it's just that I showed up to the custody hearing in a button-up I found at Goodwill and my ex had a lawyer who made six figures, picking apart my life like a buffet. the judge didn’t even look up when I talked about our weekends at the park. all he cared about was the family trust sitting pretty in my ex’s back pocket. I still drive by the playground every day and thin...
yooo, it is wild how everyone assumes I must be "living the dream" since I quit my job. Meanwhile, I'm over here scrubbing every inch of the same kitchen floor I used to complain about. and if I mention my full-time caregiving role to anyone, they assume I should feel lucky... like yeah, the same people who would’ve freaked out over changing a diaper for ten minutes. bruh, just because I’m not clocking in for a paycheck doesn’t mean my entire life isn’t a full-time gig. #doublestandard #fulltimecaregiver
yooo, it is wild how everyone assumes I must be "living the dream" since I quit my job. Meanwhile, I'm over here scrubbing every inch of the same kitchen floor I used to complain about. and if I mention my full-time caregiving role to anyone, they assume I should feel lucky... like yeah, the same people who would’ve freaked out over changing a diaper for ten minutes. bruh, just because I’m not clocking in for a paycheck doesn’t mean my entire life isn’t a full-time gig. #doublestandard #fulltimecaregiver
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