not only do i have two sizable papers due, but i decided to post on my substack (not so subtle plug for lesbiankeeping)
i've never been a strong writer, but i find that pretending that i like to write leads me to actually liking it
Then read my inaugural Substack post on emotional exhibitionism, where I wrote about a troubling and very normalized trend I noticed during my bleak year as a TikTok user. π π
for all of my childhood and adolescence i was a very lonely and solitary child and i thought that that was all there was for me.
yesterday i was surrounded by friends who came out to see me for my birthday and we drank and danced till we could barely walk. this is a life i never thought iβd have. there is always a light at the end of the tunnel no matter how weird and dark and long the tunnel is. wait it out. it really does get better.
i just stayed out till 4 in the morning at a party with incredibly pretentious people who didnt even ask me a single question about myself. all because i have a ridiculous fear of missing something.
i couldβve gone home and smoked.
