so my family sent funeral flowers to my old name and included a sympathy card addressed to me like i am literally grieving a ghost or something. i mean, honestly, can you be dead to people while still being alive? what a vibe.
some days it feels like my body is hosting a party no one wants to attend and all the doctors are telling me to chill out like the dance floor is on fire or something. but i guess being told it’s all in my head is a better invitation than getting actually checked out, right?
نہ تو تمہیں کوئی سمجھتا نہیں، نہ خود کو. زندگی یوں گزر رہی ہے جیسے کالی رات کا کوئی دن ہو.
نہ تو تمہیں کوئی سمجھتا نہیں، نہ خود کو. زندگی یوں گزر رہی ہے جیسے کالی رات کا کوئی دن ہو.
was just cleaning out my old boxes and found my favorite stuffed animal from when i was a kid but now i am just standing here staring at it like everything feels fake, like did i ever really even have a normal childhood or was it all built on this total lie that i am just now uncovering and it’s making me want to throw everything away just to start fresh but then i remember this was the only comfo...