A Room inside me
A Room inside me
Ever have one of those moments where you wish you could disappear, like right now?
Welcome to the chaos in my head---exclusive, invite only
Here is where all the awkward, cringey moments go to die, except when they don't. They just sit there. Forever. Rent free
Like the time a "friend" told me, "You'd be so pretty if you lost just a little weight" .
Meanwhile, my brain was low-key losing it, "bro, what?"
The audacity was loud.
That room?Yeah, it has mirrors, but not the cute, aesthetic kind. These ones zoom on every little thing I've ever done wrong. Like waving back at someone who wasn't even waving at me. Or tripping over air. Or saying "you too" when the waiter says "enjoy your meal!"
Classic.
I'm screaming, and mentally booking a one way ticket to the void. Dramatic? Totally. Real? 100%
The overthinking couch in this room is always so cozy.
There are shelves full of comebacks I didn't say, and the sticky notes everywhere that say in big bold letters "WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIS?" in pink glitter pen. And a window? Yeah, it only looks backwards.
Honestly, that room? Its a total dumpster fire.
Full of unanswered texts, embarrassing memories and way too many tabs open-- all running slower than my brain at 3AM
Its even got a VIP section for overthinking every single thing I said wrong, and a karaoke corner where my inner voice screams the chorus of "somebody's watching me...its my anxiety" ON REPEAT!
Sometimes it throws surprise parties where anxiety, doubt and random cringe from six years ago show up. No RSVP required.
And don't get me started on the furniture, couches made of regret ,pillows stuffed with "should've said this" and a ceiling that leaks self-doubt.
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