WhisperDog

Appreciation: the way that people get together over board games, pretending like it's all abou…

क्या आपको कभी ऐसा लगा है कि आपकी जिंदगी एक प्रेशर कुकर में हो? सब लोग मेरी शादी के बारे में पूछ रहे थे, जब मुझे ये भी नहीं पता कि अगले महीने का रेंट कैसे चुकाना है। मुझे अपनी बहन के साथ लगातार तुलना का सामना करना पड़ता है। "वह शादी कर रही है," "वह टूर पर जा रही है," और मैं बस अपनी जगह पर, बिना हेल्थ इंश्योरेंस के खड़ी हूं। ये फॅमिली फंक्शन्स हर बार एक इन्वेस्टीगेशन बन जाते हैं। मेरे पेरेंट्स को ये...

honestly, every time i see my friends getting married or moving in with their partners, it feels like i'm stuck watching a drama where i'm just an extra. like, kya yaar, am i meant to just sit here alone while everyone else is busy having their happily ever after? when my last relationship ended, it felt like a part of me broke away, and now, i just build walls around myself but yaar, kisi ko nahi...

the way that people get together over board games, pretending like it's all about having fun, but honestly it feels like a mask. nobody wants to talk about the silence that comes after the dice stop rolling. you can play through an entire night of laughter and snacks, only to head home and remember you have no one to text when you feel hollow inside. hundreds of contacts, but they’re just names floating in the air, as if the deeper parts of me are not worth the effort. #adulting #lonelytogether

the way that people get together over board games, pretending like it's all about having fun, but honestly it feels like a mask. nobody wants to talk about the silence that comes after the dice stop rolling. you can play through an entire night of laughter and snacks, only to head home and remember you have no one to text when you feel hollow inside. hundreds of contacts, but they’re just names floating in the air, as if the deeper parts of me are not worth the effort. #adulting #lonelytogether

everybody talks about manifesting a perfect life, but let’s get real: my real dream is for my old jigsaw puzzle to suddenly have all the pieces back. i left it on the coffee table last year, thinking one day i would finish it, but now it’s like a tragic art installation that screams unfinished dreams. and yet, part of me really believes that maybe, just maybe, the pieces will come back—like that o...