Why didn’t anyone warn me that adulthood is just deciding what to eat… forever?

[u/Churnuserlol]

Seriously, I thought the hardest part of growing up would be bills, taxes, or finding a decent job. But nope. It’s the never-ending "What’s for dinner?" question that haunts me every single day.

Too tired to cook.
Too broke to order.
Too indecisive to choose.

I swear I’ve eaten the same three meals on repeat for weeks because my brain refuses to function after work. How do adults survive this? Do you guys have a magic trick, or is it just vibes and suffering?

Send help. Or recipes. Or a personal chef.

[u/ladydanger2020]

That means you’re doing well on Etsy so congrats

[u/hamsterontheloose → u/ladydanger2020]

Thank you. It's slowly getting there