Digital Promises, Empty Pockets
That small, bright future you let yourself believe in dissolves before it ever existed.
There’s a particular heartbreak in building your survival around money that never arrives. It isn’t foolishness—it’s human. It’s the fatigue of always stretching one more day, mixed with the longing for a single sign that relief is coming. It’s what happens when hope is starved too long and will take any form it’s offered.