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Books were comforting. They were an escape. And they were up to the reader’s interpretation.
As her age climbed from twenty-three to twenty-four to her current age of twenty-five, the word “tomorrow” became increasingly prevalent in her vocabulary. She’d file her taxes tomorrow. She’d pay her rent tomorrow. She’d wash the dishes tomorrow.
I feel like this alllllll the time omg
“We’re running a bit late this morning, aren’t we?” Susan pointed to the clock on her desk. It was nine-fifteen. “We didn’t think we’d see you today!” Susan was one of those people who said “we” when they really meant “I”. It was her gentle way of being a troublemaker. What she meant to say was, “You’re late!! You’re a bad girl, and I’m going to tell everyone!!!”. “Oh no,” Hope replied with a forced smile, “You can’t get rid of me that easily!”
These interactions into adulthood make me wanna puke..... like please, we don't need to make small talk like this. I'm late. The world keeps turning LOL.
I see myself moving. I think I’m making decisions. But really, I feel like I’m being pulled along on a string by something. Or, or someone.”
Me as heck with my anxiety and depression lol
Adulthood means taking on more financial responsibilities than ever before. Actually, no, you don’t take them on. They’re unceremoniously piled on top of you, bill by bill. One day your only concern is turning in your simple homework assignments, then you blink and you’re paying for rent, a car note, and insurance?? None of it is fair.
Crying because true & it SUCKS.
In twenty-five years, she’d achieved nothing of note. And in twenty-five more, who’s to say how much further she would sink?
Huge “Same!” To that 😭
What a burden it was to breathe and make choices. All day. Every day. With each choice having the capability to completely ruin your future.
THAT IS IT. The impending, existential DOOM of it all is the WORST.
Or maybe it doesn’t matter, because going through something gives you no right to toss your misery onto everyone else,
FOR REAL. I have so much empathy for people but a reason isn’t an excuse. BE NICE , DAMN.
I’m not living in the past anymore. And I’m not getting lost in some future that doesn’t exist to me yet. Simple as that. I’m staying present,
