I've been searching for a affordable apartment

but it seems the only thing I can afford is a participation trophy for trying

I've been trying to practice self-care by journaling my emotions,

but mostly I just write 'same' every day.

I was having an existential crisis about the future of humanity.

Then I remembered I have a group chat dedicated to complaining about rising gas prices, and suddenly everything felt a little more manageable.

I told my therapist I was having trouble committing to consistent routines because of my disorganized attachment style.

She just sighed and said, 'So you're saying you're disorganized?'