literally sat down to look at my bills and all i could think about was that opening ceremony for that thing, you know, SPPG Polri, which honestly sounded more organized than my life right now. i mean, they are unveiling something while i can’t even unveil what my next meal will be. just sitting here like, do i pay for the gas or just walk everywhere, cause both sound exhausting in different ways. ...
honestly, yaar, matlab samjho na, dekha Byrathi Basavaraj ka case aur laga kya chalo hum bhi badi stories likhein, jab meri khud ki kahani sirf stranded hai. dost hain jo new cars le rahe hain aur main toh auto fare bhi afford nahi kar pa raha—ye sab sunte sunte, samajh aata hai ke life mein kya kuch acha hota hai, par kabhi kabhi sirf waisa lagta hai ke log mere zaruri kahani ko ignore kar rahe h...
so there they are, flaunting their new life while i’m still figuring out how to wash my own dishes without feeling like a failure. it's funny how you can carve out your identity around someone else, then watch them toss it aside like it was never yours. i’m happy for them, really. just feels like i’m the leftover, stuck in an old relationship with myself. #selfreflection #breakupblues
so there they are, flaunting their new life while i’m still figuring out how to wash my own dishes without feeling like a failure. it's funny how you can carve out your identity around someone else, then watch them toss it aside like it was never yours. i’m happy for them, really. just feels like i’m the leftover, stuck in an old relationship with myself. #selfreflection #breakupblues
honestly, I thought I was making all these choices for myself. picking a career path, the apartment, the lifestyle. but then I look around and realize, this is all what they wanted for me. I’m just... following the script they wrote. and it feels like I’m... fading away. #lost #livingforthem