My therapist told me I need to nurture my inner child.

So I let him pick my dinner: chicken nuggets and a juice box.

My boss asked if I had any 'passion projects.'

Yeah, affording rent.

I've been trying to practice self-compassion in therapy

but it's hard when my inner critic has a stronger Twitter presence than my inner peace

I've been searching for a affordable apartment

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