greenmangostudio

This happened today. For years I’ve been the “strong one” in my family. When my parents divorced, I helped my younger sister, made sure she felt safe, and told her everything would be fine even when I didn’t believe it. When my mom worked two jobs, I tried to keep good grades, helped around the house, and acted like nothing was bothering me. Teachers called me mature. Friends said I was strong. I never really corrected them. I just kept saying I was okay, even when I wasn’t. Today my mom called asking if I could help my sister again. I’d barely slept, work has been overwhelming, and instead of calmly saying I was exhausted, I snapped . I told her I was tired of always being the responsible one, that nobody ever asked if I was okay, that I felt invisible for years. I didn’t say it calmly. I said it angry and loud, like they had done something cruel on purpose. My mom went quiet and said she thought I wanted to help and that she was proud of how strong I’ve always been. She sounded hur...

To start, I have been trying to find a WFH job because I need the money to be able to afford rent and bills and because I plan on going back to school online, so it would be a lot easier to get a WFH job. I have filled out so many job applications, I don't even remember who all I applied to. Well, last week, I got an interview invitation from someone at an investment bank for a payroll clerk job, which is one of the positions I applied for at several other companies. I was ecstatic because I thought I got something. Well, they sent me a link to the Chief of Human Resources to her Microsoft Teams account. I set up an interview for a later date and when that date came, we had our interview through chat and not through video call like I thought it would be. (I know, I know, major red flag that I should have picked up on.) Well, I was asked some standard interview questions involving metaphorical scenarios and my experience. It all looked very legitimate, even in the subsequent emails...

so, I recently have been struggling with shitty broken windshield wipers and during the last storm almost crashed because of poor visibility. We were due for some snow so I went to Auto Zone and shelled out a small fortune for top of the line wipers. I installed them myself with a little help from google and proudly drove off. The wipers had bright yellow blades which I thought was odd but since they were the heavy duty kind, I just shrugged it off and assumed that they were a more durable kind of rubber. I was very excited to try them out when the snow came and when the moment came where they were needed, I flicked them on anticipating a spotless windshield. Well, they… Sucked. Like, they smeared ice all over the windshield and basically did nothing. I was pissed but thought maybe they just needed to be broken in or that I installed them wrong. Today, after I dug out my car and started driving, I noticed that one of the yellow wiper blades was hanging off. Already. This was the ...

First of all: i am woke. Alice Weidel is a far right german political i know how goofy alice weidel is but i am - for reasons UNKNOWN to me - extremely(!!) attracted to her. Maybe it’s because I suppose she is dominant, idk but i never had such a attraction to someone and i had many relationships with attractive girls A few days ago, the girl i am dating at the moment wanted to needle me by ironically saying that i surely dream about alive weidel. didn’t think much about weidel before but since then she doesn’t leave my head. She is not even my type and I never before fell for a politician. She actually is my very first celebrity crush⁉️which is FRUSTRATING bc i wanna fck her but obvs can’t :( I’m a lesbian, female, 20 years old… TL;DR: Weidel is my crush, and i have no idea at all why, she’s neither very attractive nor smart or a good person

So this happened a few months ago and I still think about it at 3am sometimes. I had been seeing this girl for a few weeks. Nothing official yet but there was definitely something there. We'd been texting constantly, hanging out, doing that thing where you sit closer and closer each time until you're basically on top of each other. So she invites me over to her place to watch a movie. Classic. I know what this means. Or at least I thought I did. We're on the couch, movie is on, neither of us is actually watching the movie. We're just talking and laughing and she keeps looking at me in that way. You know the way. The way that says something is about to happen. At some point there's this pause in the conversation. One of those loaded silences. She turns to face me, eyes soft, lips slightly parted, leaning in just a little. I think: this is it. This is the moment. I have read every single signal correctly and I am about to have my rom-com moment. I lean in. She...

This happened today and I'm typing this from the work bathroom because I can't face going back to my desk. I (21F) started at a marketing agency three weeks ago. First real job after graduating, been trying SO hard to seem professional. That lasted exactly 18 days. Friday night my girls drag me out to celebrate my first paycheck. We end up at this bar downtown. I'm two espresso martinis in and this guy comes up - tall, dark hair, great smile. We start talking and there's instant chemistry. He mentioned he works in marketing too and I was like oh cool same but we did NOT elaborate further. We were not there to network. One thing led to another. I went back to his place. I'll spare you the details but things were said that should never be repeated. Snuck out Saturday morning doing the walk of shame in last night's heels feeling like a legend. No numbers exchanged. No last names. No instagrams. Perfect one night story. Chapter closed. WRONG. Monday morning I ...