Birthday Fail • A Historical Review of Why I Hate Birthdays
My birthday peaked at age six. Everything since has been a documented disaster. 10 reasons I stopped caring about my birthday entirely.
Reality Dreaming: Sparking the Fires of Motivation Under My Ass
I dreamed my ex showed up unannounced and I woke up in a panic. Marie Kondo couldn't motivate me. The threat of him seeing my house? That did it.
Fever Dream – Ghosts from My Past and Watching Bandersnatch
I have a weird quirk where sometimes the more popular something is, the more I resist jumping on the bandwagon. Some latent habit left over from my rebellious youth? A remnant of anti-establishment feelings that never really disappeared, perhaps?
To Be or Not to Be: Friends with the Ex
Can you be friends with the ex who treated you badly? For reasons of self-preservation, I can't.
You Don’t Get To String Me Along
Is the ex trying to string me along? He is making confusing statements and promises that reek of lies and manipulations. Song lyrics help.
