everyone i know in their late 20s is having an existential crisis because we skipped our mid 20s in the pandemic. relationships fast-tracked, careers faltered, we lost those core identity-building years and now we feel like 23-year-old brains in bodies approaching 30
she lost her father, her daughter, her son and her throne in one day.
EVERYTHING SHE DOES AFTER THIS POINT IS VALID, WARRANTED, LEGITIMATE, JUSTIFIABLE, FIGHT ME!!!!!!
As your friend….I AM NEVER TIRED OF YOUR LIFE. I hate when my friends are like “I don’t wanna keep bothering you with the same sht”…girl, if this sht weighs on your chest everyday, I do not care. SPILL. Because feeling like you gotta stand in that alone is never how I want you to exist while I’m around. In the corniest way, YOU GOT ME! Call me. Beep me. When you wanna reach me. Please ♥️