The Real Girl Diaries: Episode 7

My dream chocolate, —the holy duo: a bitter dark chocolate bar filled with crispy granola, sassy little pistachios, and a coffee-infused center that hits harder than my unresolved childhood trauma.

“Canceled Plans and No One Died: A Hero’s Journey in Sweatpants”

(Subtitle: Featuring emotionally supportive chocolate, strong coffee, and stronger boundaries.)

Once upon a time (a.k.a. three years ago), I’d say yes to every plan, every hangout, every “Let’s catch up!” text — even if all I really wanted was to catch up on sleep and eat something wrapped in foil. The fear of missing out? Real. But now? I cancel plans and guess what — the world doesn’t end. The chat group survives. And I get to stay home and emotionally recover from the idea of leaving the house.

Cue: me, in my softest, most judgment-free sweatpants. Hair slightly chaotic. Face makeup-free. Vibes immaculate. And in hand? My dream chocolate, —the holy duo: a bitter dark chocolate bar filled with crispy granola, sassy little pistachios, and a coffee-infused center that hits harder than my unresolved childhood trauma. I take one bite, sip my coffee (with oat milk, because ✨sensitive but strong✨), and feel like a woman who truly has it all.

I don’t light candles. I don’t journal in cursive. I don’t float in bubble baths with rose petals (too slippery, too risky).

But I do throw on a Netflix series I’ve already watched twice, and I eat my moody chocolate like it’s a love affair I’m not ready to define yet.

I do my best thinking in sweatpants — and my best life-avoiding too.

Some people do yoga. I cancel brunch. Some people run marathons. I run from social obligations and straight into the arms of caffeine and cocoa. And no, I’m not lazy. I’m just emotionally energy-efficient.

So here’s to those brave, beautiful nights where you say, “You know what? Not today.”

And instead of showing up to loud restaurants, you show up for yourself — snacks first, questions never.

Next episode?

The Real Girl Diaries 8:

Closet chaos, Pinterest dreams, and at least one outfit I’ll never emotionally recover from.

Published by Mix & Match

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