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.

My financial advisor asked me about my long-term investments.

I told him, 'My houseplants. They're the only thing in my life consistently showing growth.'

My therapist told me to embrace mindfulness and live in the present.

So I immediately started doomscrolling to escape it.

I've been doing the work in therapy to recognize my emotional triggers

now I can identify the exact moment I'm about to send a drunk text