birthday parties
Birthday parties are supposed to be the ultimate in frivolity--it’s literally a day all about you!-- but that’s also what makes them emotional landmines.
Think of all the opportunities that you have passed over because you were scared -- think of all the times your fear has kept these opportunities from even coming your way. What have you lost?
social media
The goofy, dorky awkwardness I have in person transforms into sharply delivered one-liners on Twitter and Facebook.
Coupled with the fact I'm still kind of depressed/anxious, I'm scared of losing my job and scared that nobody will ever like me and I'll always have to walk into work with that feeling of dread.
I almost didn't get this article turned in because I was watching all of "Roseanne." #sorrynotsorry
I’m busy trying to fix my face into an expression that could read as either horny or wary, because if he likes it, I don’t want to make him feel gross about it, and if he doesn’t, I don’t want him to think I’m into it, god, no.
PLAN B: I'm going to invent a cocktail and call it "ASPIRATIONAL DESPAIR" and get reeeeaaallly drunk on it.
A part of me wishes I could sometimes just turn my brain off and enjoy the things that bring other people pleasure. Taking the opportunity to stare at naked women shouldn’t be this complicated.