not gonna lie, saw that the yokohama f marinos won and for a second it distracted me from the fact that my fridge has more empty bottles than food. just yesterday, I googled 'quick recipes for broke people' while pretending to be happy scrolling through influencers living their best lives. you know, I almost hope they fail so I can stop feeling like I'm the only one crashing. but hey, who am I to ...
i found out my great-grandmother was a professional escape artist, and suddenly, all the hiding makes sense. that explained the missing family photos, the way our relatives disappear for months, and why i feel like i'm always searching for something that doesn't want to be found. the irony? i was just starting to think my biggest fear was loneliness. turns out, it’s the idea that i come from a lon...
honestly, just the other day at a family gathering, i overheard my cousin talking about his awesome new job abroad. the pressure in the room was like a chokehold. घर वाले समझते नहीं, they see only success, not the debt stacking up like a tower of failure behind me. it’s like they don’t even care about my engineering projects that don’t pay off, just keep comparing me to the “successful” ones. every question feels like an interrogation, and by the time i leave, all i feel is relief, not love. #Rawalpindi #pressure
honestly, just the other day at a family gathering, i overheard my cousin talking about his awesome new job abroad. the pressure in the room was like a chokehold. घर वाले समझते नहीं, they see only success, not the debt stacking up like a tower of failure behind me. it’s like they don’t even care about my engineering projects that don’t pay off, just keep comparing me to the “successful” ones. every question feels like an interrogation, and by the time i leave, all i feel is relief, not love. #Rawalpindi #pressure
i used to think having a million contacts meant you had a million friends. but now i realize that calling them feels like opening an old dusty book filled with familiar faces but empty stories. i literally cannot remember the last time someone asked me how i was doing without glancing at their phone every five seconds. isn’t it strange how you can feel completely surrounded by people but somehow s...