sometimes i wonder if i'll ever break free from this job that feels like a ghost of who i once was. my friends talk about promotions while i'm stuck in 2019 like some tragic time warp. but maybe it's easier this way—less pressure, less expectation. still, every day i watch everyone couple up and get ahead, and it feels like a personal failure, like watching marseille beat strasbourg while i just s...
not gonna lie, family gatherings feel like I’m auditioning for a role in a tragicomic play where my life choices are up for debate. every smile feels like a tick mark on a scorecard where my siblings are the golden children, and I'm the uninvited cousin showing up in sweatpants and a bowl of ramen. I can’t keep pretending that I’m not sweating bullets while they interrogate my job prospects like I...
it's 2am and i just realized i never invite anyone over anymore. it’s not even about them leaving. it’s about the FEAR of them seeing me crumble and deciding they’re too good for this... so i keep it all in, like a well-curated museum nobody visits.
it's 2am and i just realized i never invite anyone over anymore. it’s not even about them leaving. it’s about the FEAR of them seeing me crumble and deciding they’re too good for this... so i keep it all in, like a well-curated museum nobody visits.
sevilla vs alavés. funny how that feels more real than my own life. hundred contacts in my phone, but here I am, eating maggi for dinner alone, nobody to talk to about job struggles or the awkward moments with relatives. घर वाले समझते नहीं when I say I'm laid off. “achha, just find another job na,” they say. but can anyone actually get me? life is a match where everyone seems to play, but I'm stuc...