the way that everyone seems to be celebrating their 'successes' while i sit here remembering friends who don’t even text back, it makes me wonder if all those years together meant anything at all. yaaar, matlab samjho na, some days feel like a crowd of strangers even in a sea of contacts. and now with all this cybersecurity talk, it feels like the only person I’m close to is my online persona. hon...
just realized i’ve been building my life like it’s some kind of elaborate sandcastle, just for my family to walk by and declare, “why is it not bigger?” it feels like every family gathering is an interrogation, like everyone has a clipboard asking if i’ve finally climbed the imaginary ladder to success they’ve outlined for me. meanwhile, i sit there wondering if it’s too late to switch my major to...
i keep lying about the smallest things, like what my favorite color is or where I spent last weekend. it's like i create a version of myself that sounds better, more interesting. but honestly, it's exhausting. i sometimes wonder if the REAL me is hiding so deep that i can't even remember who that person is anymore. the isolation is palpable, and i hate that nobody seems to notice. #lostintranslation #whoami
i keep lying about the smallest things, like what my favorite color is or where I spent last weekend. it's like i create a version of myself that sounds better, more interesting. but honestly, it's exhausting. i sometimes wonder if the REAL me is hiding so deep that i can't even remember who that person is anymore. the isolation is palpable, and i hate that nobody seems to notice. #lostintranslation #whoami
it's not that i hate family gatherings, it's just... pressure. every time i sit down with my relatives, it's an interrogation about my life choices while my cousins share their degrees and jobs like they're trading baseball cards. والله حد يفهم, habibi, it's lonely here, trying to explain why i jump from job to job, just like they jump from one boring discussion to another. like, no one sees the a...