Home/Habits & Behaviors/Secret indulgences/ThoughtI spend every single Sunday at this tiny cafe out past the old bridge, way out where nobody from the department ever goes, every single Sunday.secret indulgencessocial exhaustionworkplace pretenseShare this thoughtCopy linkShare on XDownload imageDoes this resonate with you?Share Your OwnBrowse MoreRelated ThemesDoom scrolling shameEating in secretFinancial hidingHealth denialProcrastination shame