It's Saturday
I'm not pregnant
I'm not begging a man to be nice to me
December is 3 months away
I'm not typing a paragraph to anybody's son begging for love
Pampers is not a part of my monthly budget for now
Life's good. 🥂
It's Friday
I'm not pregnant
I'm not begging a man to be nice to me
December is 3 months away
I'm not typing a paragraph to anybody's son begging for love
And pampers is not a part of my monthly budget
Life's good 🥂
Functional depression is real.
You work, joke around, take care of people around you. But mentally you are drowning in your own thoughts and nobody knows it.
I want to keep becoming excellent at what I do without ever becoming so consumed by work that I forget there are entire parts of me that have nothing to do with a career.