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Cringe Level: 80%

Day 3... Lunch Area

MY BRAIN'S MY WORST ENEMY 

You’ve been on emotion overload this week.

Cried because your toast fell vegemite-side down! That’s justified. Teared up when your iPad battery hit 1%… like, emotionally unprepared for that kind of loss.

Literally welled up at an ad for puppy adoption. Why can’t I love them all? 🐶

Your vibe? Teetering on the edge.
Your hormones? All over the place.
And now… lunch.

You head to your usual spot. Your friends are there, snort-laughing. And guess who is standing with them...
Your crush.❤️‍🔥
Hair? Flawless. 
Vibe? Casual perfection. 
Heart rate? Immediate danger zone.

The second they see you, everyone goes quiet.
Panic mode is fully activated. Brain = scrambled eggs.
Overthinking = activated:

“They’re totally talking about me. They know i got my period! Is my pad sticking out of my bag?”

Your face goes beetroot. Your eyes start to mist up. Cringe-o-meter? Sizzling like a toaster on fire.
Choose your next move, emotional gladiator...