day-37

Whoever invented those CAPTCHA codes on every work page deserves a special place in hell. Honestly, they're the bane of my existence. Why? Because I'm slightly dyslexic. So, I have to stare at these distorted letters and numbers, type them in, and all to prove I'm not a robot. What? The system that created CAPTCHAs is the real robot!

Two days ago, Nick created a Google survey on the Cut The Camera Podcast account to find topics. It's this page where you can write whatever's on your mind and they'll give you advice or feedback.

As a good participant, I decided to share my feelings at that moment.

Can you guess what I wrote about?

I poured my heart out about being a 26-year-old woman with a lot on my plate. To be honest, I was a bit embarrassed writing it because they're all younger than me. I felt ashamed that they might (if they read it) find out about my anxieties, which they probably can't relate to. Am I overthinking it? I don't know.

I was worried they'd laugh at my story because at their age of 20, they shouldn't be worrying about the same things as me. If I were them at 20, I would've known exactly what they were going through. Was I wrong to confide in people younger than me?

Anyway, I couldn't relax, especially knowing it was Monday. The day they upload their podcast. Thankfully, the topic that day was astrology, not what was discussed in the Google survey.

I'm just overthinking it.

bye