My boss just scheduled a meeting to discuss the agenda for our next meeting,

and honestly, I think my soul just filed its own resignation.

I've been doing the work in therapy to develop healthier coping mechanisms,

but so far, my go-to coping mechanism is just telling people I'm doing the work in therapy.

My parents told me to 'just pull myself up by my bootstraps.'

My boots are from Target and the straps broke two months ago.

I'm trying to adult, but the housing market is tough

I've got a 401k, but it's just a list of 401 reasons I'll never own a home