**Overrated:** Barcelona. Everyone always raved to me about how much they loved it, and how it was their favourite city in Europe. I'm sure it's a nice place to live, but I didn't think it was that amazing. Seemed like any other European city IMO, except for more petty crime and long distances between everything.

*Second place:* Prague. Maybe it was great 10-20 years ago, but the old town has gotten so fake and touristy these days that I find it genuinely repulsive. I've been back to Prague three times now and still don't understand the hype. Sure, it's pretty, but it's full of living statues and scam artists and it just gives me a headache.

**Underrated:** All of Poland. Fantastic country, tons to see. It doesn't get anywhere near the attention it deserves as a top European destination. Also underrated: Kaliningrad, Ukraine, Belarus, the Balkans. Much of eastern Europe honestly, especially beyond the capitals.

Nicaragua. The nicest, friendliest people I have ever met. And the most beautiful cities and natural beauty I’ve ever seen. Feel free to dm me for a recap of my experiences there!

Got those science experiments you'd buy from target/kmart where you'd make your own crystals and stuff, was so fun lol.

When I turned 18 I drove myself down to walmart and got a case of pop and some sugary cereal(specifically reese puffs)

My mom was really pissed, she called my dad who told her “be happy he’s not buying cigarettes booze and p*rn”.

ADHD medication.

Uncoordinated furniture, non-matching dishes, thrift store clothes, varying colored shoes, garage sale items, dark colored clothes, silver jewelry, etc..

My mom was obsessed with everything being new, perfect, matching, and girl colors. Oh and all jewelry had to be gold. Now that I'm an adult, I can have whatever I want and never wear pink ever again and it's glorious!

She despises that all my furniture was bought via thrift or marketplace, that i don't have a matching dish set, bedding set, or living room set. I see zero point in spending money on brand new things, especially with kids around. I had to "walk on eggshells" growing up for fear I'd break something or spill something. My kids don't get yelled at for breaking a plate or spilling a glass of kool-aid. Because their human and mistakes happen. I also don't lose my mind because I didn't spend an entire paycheck on the matching dishes.

It sound silly, but it's just nice to actually live in my house, and not just be a guest in it.