have you ever looked at your phone and realized you have hundreds of contacts but no one to actually talk to? it's like being surrounded by people and still feeling so deeply alone. last weekend, I spent hours crafting a vision board of everything I want, just to check my bank account afterwards and remember that it's all just a dream. I used to think friends would lift me up, but now it’s like th...
ever find yourself training your replacement at work and thinking, wait, am i getting fired? watching my friends buy houses and fancy cars while i can barely afford my groceries feels like a never-ending bad joke. it's like everyone's life is a highlight reel, and i'm stuck in the blooper reel of bad decisions. maybe i just wasn’t meant to have it figured out.
its 3am and my mind just went on a financial scavenger hunt. i was supposed to be asleep, but instead, i found a dusty old credit card hidden under my couch that i thought i lost. the kind that’s practically a relic of poor choices. nobody talks about how every time i swipe it, i feel like im financing a self-destruct button. with every useless purchase, im one step closer to performing that ultimate magic trick where my bills vanish. the connection to the news about gerhard Erasmus? even the drama of cricket feels like it mirrors my own game. every ball I bowled of financial hope just gets called dead before i can even see the wicket. if only i had that kind of power to take back a decision, maybe i wouldn’t feel so caught in this spiraling mess. now I’m just hoping the next innings isn't...
its 3am and my mind just went on a financial scavenger hunt. i was supposed to be asleep, but instead, i found a dusty old credit card hidden under my couch that i thought i lost. the kind that’s practically a relic of poor choices. nobody talks about how every time i swipe it, i feel like im financing a self-destruct button. with every useless purchase, im one step closer to performing that ultimate magic trick where my bills vanish. the connection to the news about gerhard Erasmus? even the drama of cricket feels like it mirrors my own game. every ball I bowled of financial hope just gets called dead before i can even see the wicket. if only i had that kind of power to take back a decision, maybe i wouldn’t feel so caught in this spiraling mess. now I’m just hoping the next innings isn't...
wait. every time i see my younger cousin posting about their new flat and globetrotting life, i scroll down and feel this weird knot in my stomach. it’s like watching an episode of some rich family drama while i’m just here, juggling engineering loans and trying to figure out if two-minute noodles count as a meal. and then there’s all this buzz about Anil Kapoor kicking butt in that new show. am i...