Sometimes I Drive Nowhere Just to Feel Like a Man With Purpose
No destination. No playlist. Just road noise, bottled water, and the faint hope that movement still counts as progress.
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Dating | MANalogue | Mental | Relationship
She Wants Me to Open Up But Every Time I Did, Something Got Broken.
It wasn’t always fists. Sometimes it was silence, or jokes that hit just hard enough to make you close the door again.
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I Told Her I Was Fine. She Heard the Whole Essay Hiding Behind It.
She blinked twice and somehow read a 12-page PDF of my suppressed feelings. I just wanted chips.
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Every Job I’ve Had was Just Been a Better Dressed Version of Panic
The offices got nicer, the snacks got healthier, but I still wake up with jaw tension and a browser full of job listings I won’t apply to.
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I’m Not Burnt Out. I’m Just Done. But Still Logging In.
The lights are on, nobody’s home, and the Teams status is set to “Available (Emotionally Hollow).”
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The Guy I Call ‘Bro’ at the Gym Knows More About My Life Than My Brother
I’ve never seen him outside the squat rack, but he knows about my breakup, my sleep issues, and my macros. We’ve never made eye contact for more than three seconds.
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I Can’t Tell If I’m Bulking or Depressed
All I know is I’m eating peanut butter with a spoon and calling it strategy.
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Am I Protecting You or Just Looking for a Reason to Feel Useful?
She opened a jar by herself, and now I’m spiraling. Should I just… join a militia?
