God, Michelle, the San Francisco takeout spiral you described reminded me of my own food delivery phase, where I convinced myself ordering $47 worth of pad thai at midnight was self-care. That Vancouver wedding ticket booking feels like watching a reformed smoker smugly pop a piece of nicotine gum, while I am still hiding behind dumpsters with my Marlboros. Maybe I should start actually looking at my credit card statements instead of just squinting at the total and muttering 'seems fine' every month.. (PS. Almost goes without saying, but here we are - I'm Instant fan. Subscribed!)
God, Michelle, the San Francisco takeout spiral you described reminded me of my own food delivery phase, where I convinced myself ordering $47 worth of pad thai at midnight was self-care. That Vancouver wedding ticket booking feels like watching a reformed smoker smugly pop a piece of nicotine gum, while I am still hiding behind dumpsters with my Marlboros. Maybe I should start actually looking at my credit card statements instead of just squinting at the total and muttering 'seems fine' every month.. (PS. Almost goes without saying, but here we are - I'm Instant fan. Subscribed!)