honestly, moving to this city felt like a desperate attempt to escape, only to have the door slammed in my face three months later. i literally thought i could create a whole new life, but now i'm just a stranger in a crowded room, smiling at people who don’t even know my name. it's been weeks without a single real connection. the last time i felt heard, i was crying over a commercial, and now it’...
yaar, literally, my family never understands my struggle. they keep comparing me to my cousins who are ‘settled’ or my siblings who have higher salaries. matlab, it's like every family gathering becomes an interrogation about my life choices. “beta, why don’t you work like them?” bhai, I’m just trying to make sense of this chaos myself. and honestly, the weight of disappointing those who raised yo...
i honestly didn’t expect to feel this way with Ramadan coming up. i mean, i keep scrolling through social media, watching everyone plan their meals and community gatherings, and here i am, literally stressing over what i can even afford to eat after the fast ends. you ever think your friends see your life as perfect, but behind the scenes, it feels like you're one missed paycheck away from being on reality TV? i feel like a fraud, nodding along while they talk about lavish dinners and celebrations. meanwhile, i'm here in my tiny apartment wondering if instant noodles count as a “proper meal” for iftar. but whatever, it’s fine... right? #WhenIsRamadan #Relatable
i honestly didn’t expect to feel this way with Ramadan coming up. i mean, i keep scrolling through social media, watching everyone plan their meals and community gatherings, and here i am, literally stressing over what i can even afford to eat after the fast ends. you ever think your friends see your life as perfect, but behind the scenes, it feels like you're one missed paycheck away from being on reality TV? i feel like a fraud, nodding along while they talk about lavish dinners and celebrations. meanwhile, i'm here in my tiny apartment wondering if instant noodles count as a “proper meal” for iftar. but whatever, it’s fine... right? #WhenIsRamadan #Relatable
literally every time i scroll through social media, i feel like i’m watching a parade of success and i’m just standing on the sidelines, like what even happened to my life? all my friends are buying houses and cars and i'm still stressing over how to afford groceries this week, and it’s like, how did everyone get their act together while i’m still figuring out basic adulting? i thought we were in ...