Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Perhaps you guys know her too, or have one like it in your lives. She's beautiful, fit, smart, and funny, with a lucrative job that she lights up when she talks about. She always seems to have the perfect outfits with the perfect hair, but makes it all look so effortless. Her husband is drop-dead gorgeous, and super kind, smart and great with kids. She lives in that amazing house straight out of HGTV, but edgier, in a good way. I find myself kind of obsessed with her and hating her at the same time. Her existence pushes me to level up. Can't do much about my husband, but the rest is in my control.
Is she my "spirit animal"? Does anyone have someone like this in their lives? Please tell me she is not all that she seems.
OT but when I read this I feel like a real person didn’t write it. The grammar is weird and every phrase is a cliché.
Lately I feel a lot of posts on here were written by Russian trolls trying to sow discord in American society.
Anonymous wrote:Perhaps you guys know her too, or have one like it in your lives. She's beautiful, fit, smart, and funny, with a lucrative job that she lights up when she talks about. She always seems to have the perfect outfits with the perfect hair, but makes it all look so effortless. Her husband is drop-dead gorgeous, and super kind, smart and great with kids. She lives in that amazing house straight out of HGTV, but edgier, in a good way. I find myself kind of obsessed with her and hating her at the same time. Her existence pushes me to level up. Can't do much about my husband, but the rest is in my control.
Is she my "spirit animal"? Does anyone have someone like this in their lives? Please tell me she is not all that she seems.
Anonymous wrote:Perhaps you guys know her too, or have one like it in your lives. She's beautiful, fit, smart, and funny, with a lucrative job that she lights up when she talks about. She always seems to have the perfect outfits with the perfect hair, but makes it all look so effortless. Her husband is drop-dead gorgeous, and super kind, smart and great with kids. She lives in that amazing house straight out of HGTV, but edgier, in a good way. I find myself kind of obsessed with her and hating her at the same time. Her existence pushes me to level up. Can't do much about my husband, but the rest is in my control.
Is she my "spirit animal"? Does anyone have someone like this in their lives? Please tell me she is not all that she seems.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I’d advise that you put more effort into removing terms like “spirit animal” from your vocabulary instead of envying your neighbors. Blindly appropriating terms from marginalized cultures to describe your dissatisfaction with your own white, UMC existence is the real source of your depression. Open your eyes a bit and you’ll spend a lot less time envying Bitsy McDonough and actually see the world for what it is and all that you quite likely have going for yourself.
So you are assuming “that mom” must be white? And what does that say about you?
Anonymous wrote:Perhaps you guys know her too, or have one like it in your lives. She's beautiful, fit, smart, and funny, with a lucrative job that she lights up when she talks about. She always seems to have the perfect outfits with the perfect hair, but makes it all look so effortless. Her husband is drop-dead gorgeous, and super kind, smart and great with kids. She lives in that amazing house straight out of HGTV, but edgier, in a good way. I find myself kind of obsessed with her and hating her at the same time. Her existence pushes me to level up. Can't do much about my husband, but the rest is in my control.
Is she my "spirit animal"? Does anyone have someone like this in their lives? Please tell me she is not all that she seems.
Anonymous wrote:I’d advise that you put more effort into removing terms like “spirit animal” from your vocabulary instead of envying your neighbors. Blindly appropriating terms from marginalized cultures to describe your dissatisfaction with your own white, UMC existence is the real source of your depression. Open your eyes a bit and you’ll spend a lot less time envying Bitsy McDonough and actually see the world for what it is and all that you quite likely have going for yourself.