Let’s be honest, adulting is a full-time job on top of your actual full-time job. It’s weird out here. One moment you’re doing a presentation like a boss, and the next you’re crying because you forgot to turn on the switch and so you phone’s at 2% ![]()
Between bills, burnout, bad news, and broken to-do lists, how are we even supposed to cope?
But somehow, we do. Even if it’s messy. Even if it’s not IG worthy. Even if it’s just getting out of bed.
So… tell me you’re coping without actually telling me you’re coping.
I’ll go first:
- My coping method this week? Avoiding emails but organizing my Spotify playlists like my life depends on it.
- I bought yet another self-help book because I’m
manifesting stability
(and pretending this one will finally fix my life).
Your turn.
What’s your “I’m coping, kind of” signal this week?
No shame here, just shared humanity, soft laughter, and a whole lot of understanding ![]()
However you’re managing right now, it’s enough ![]()