Diary of a middle eastern girl living aborad

Made a cake to share with colleagues. The cake was super sweet and shitty.

It really triggered my anxiety, I felt angry, judged, I wanted to scream.

No one said anything, it's just me judging myself.

Then I gave it some thought.

The purpose of this is to practice baking and get some feedback.

The purpose is not to make people love me, accept me, or validate me.

deep breaths.