Folly Jolly Girl

I have a lot of issues with ‘s’ words. "Should", "success", "scared", "shame". They all, well, suck. They have baggage, a weight I can feel in my stomach, my soul.   I feel like my story is broken, wasting away like a faded receipt. Can I get a refund on my mid 20’s?

Two things to note here.  One, I am unemployed and trying be a journalist. Two, I am a feminist and persistent.

We compare and contrast our lives to total strangers and devalue ourselves for it. We compare ourselves to acquaintances and close friends, and devalue ourselves again. AND FOR WHAT FUCKING PURPOSE?

R U Ok Day is a great initiative. It can make someone feel not alone, it can start a conversation. But, as someone with generalised anxiety disorder and depression (and is prone to crying in public), I have some thoughts.