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Ennui Creeps In – Every Day is Exactly the Same
Every day I drive to work, do my job, then drive home. Wash, rinse, and repeat. Every day feels exactly the same. It is not an unhappy situation, and I am not even sure if I should fight the wave of creeping ennui. But I worry that I am going to snap.
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Party of One – Swiping Left on a Social Life
If my life was a Romantic Comedy, when my friend said to me that I needed to get out there and she was going to help me do it, there would have been a montage showing the creation of a dating profile and possibly a makeover. However, my life is not a RomCom, so none of that happened.
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Say Ma’am One More Time
I have been yes ma’am’d more in the last week than I ever have been in my life. Have I passed the threshold from indiscernible years into tellable old age? God forbid…
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Wishing You an Unhappy Birthday
Is it progress that I can wish the ex salutations on his birthday? I don’t really mean it, and truly it’s an afterthought. He should be glad I am wishing him anything at all, since he’s the worst and if it wasn’t for the children we share, I wouldn’t have to think of him at all, right? I secretly hope that he spent his birthday in a drunken stupor and that he was hating himself the whole time, reminded of just how much of a douchebag he truly is.
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Tears Solve Nothing – Lean Into the Anger
I admit, there is no love lost between me and my parents. I have stated unequivocally many times that if the man who fathered me passed away right now, I wouldn’t care. I also acknowledge my growing ambivalence about my mother’s eventual demise, not surprising as we are not super close and growing further apart as time goes by.
