I’m 25. It’s 11pm on a Wednesday. I’m on a staycation using PTO from my career. I’m in bed with a good book and a glass of wine. I think I have finally reached my peak in life, and I am nothing but thankful.
Sometimes I just randomly think about the fact that I dated someone for almost three years that lied to me the entire time and it makes me so sick 🤢 you dumb girl
I used to hate working weekends in college bc I was afraid of missing out on stuff. Now I’m grateful I work every other weekend so I can get out of making plans and being social 😅
My week at work has been nothing short of traumatic and emotional. Tell your loved ones you love them and cherish your time with them. No one is guaranteed any more time on this earth.