Sorry if I’ve seemed distant my anxiety has been extra spicy lately so if it seems like I’m ignoring you I’m sorry my brain is probably telling me you don’t like me and I’m trying not to listen ♥️

I hit those eating disorder triggers so hard this Christmas. I ran into every single one. And now for the encore... ✨new year dieting “inspiration”✨

unhinged elmo is my new favorite genre

If Chick-fil-A could get their act together so I don’t have to have an internal debate on ethics every time I want a chicken sandwich, that would be great.

Living with community WiFi is the spice of my life. I accidentally cast what I’m watching on someone else’s TV and a week later there’s a pork chop recipe on my printer. It’s like socializing but less work

Is it bad that after we tested positive for covid, I snuggled in at home with the relief that I could snuggle up and watch Jane Eyre with no anxiety looming for the next time I have to leave?

Automatic toilets either flush while you're still sitting, or refuse to flush until you leave the stall. There is no in between.

Dear people who have trouble taking pills, I'm sorry your body hates you, but thank you for making me feel like I won an Olympic sport when I down my handful every morning. Much love, The mentally ill

I know I went down a rabbit hole but if the TikTok algorithm could just ignore that and not keep showing me triggering videos, that would be great.

If the world needs someone to talk to the aliens, I would like to apply for the position. I don't think I'd be particularly good at it, I just really want to.

When people say it’s okay to just do your best, that doesn’t mean the best you’re capable of doing at full emotional, mental, and physical health. It means the best with what you have in that moment and whatever that may be is absolutely enough.

I’ve heard that you’re done for mentally when your comforter moves to the couch, but what about an entire mattress being moved to the living room? Is that better or worse?

I don’t care if someone on reddit made it up. It’s canon.

I don’t track my husband because I don’t trust him. I track him because I want to know how far away he is with my food.

Adding “could immediately tell the love interest was a good person” to the list of reasons I’ll DNF a book.

I’d appreciate it if apartment managers would stop informing me that a studio is plenty of space for my husband and I. Have none of you tried to read in the same room as a man yelling at the TV? It’s not square footage I need. It’s the sanity of a person with dividing walls.

Realized I hadn't updated apps in a ~while~ so now I get to hate all the new interfaces all at once 🙃

I change my favorite color every 3-5 years, but I used to lie about it because someone told me as a kid that I couldn’t change it. I’ve received too many “sky blue” gifts. When your color changes, tell EVERYONE.

I didn’t know ordering a phone a month ago would turn into the never ending saga of no phone, no refund, and ridiculously insufficient customer service that it has. So I’ve learned my lesson. Just don’t order from Mint Mobile