not gonna lie, I just found out my parents were my age when they had their first house, a mortgage, and a family photo with everyone smiling perfectly. meanwhile, I spent last Saturday contemplating if cereal counts as a full meal and pretending that the giant pile of laundry is just "atmospheric art." I had a midlife crisis at the grocery store last week over which flavor of frozen pizza represen...
yooo, found out the new hire I trained is making more than me. like, are you kidding? every family gathering is a series of me getting grilled about my ‘next steps’ while I’m just here trying to figure out if I can even afford ramen this week. my cousins are all thriving, I’m the family disappointment. they talk about promotions while I’m stuck feeling like I’m drowning in this adulting mess—ugh, ...
it's two a.m. and i am sitting in the dark, rewatching episodes of بيت بابا for the third time, not because i want to but because it's the only thing keeping me company while my sibling is still avoiding my calls. they promised to pay me back when they "got on their feet." now, it's been two years, and my hands are trembling because i need that money more than ever but all i feel is loneliness creeping in, like the credits rolling at the end of a painful story. maybe i’m not angry anymore; maybe i just wish they knew how desperate i feel. #
it's two a.m. and i am sitting in the dark, rewatching episodes of بيت بابا for the third time, not because i want to but because it's the only thing keeping me company while my sibling is still avoiding my calls. they promised to pay me back when they "got on their feet." now, it's been two years, and my hands are trembling because i need that money more than ever but all i feel is loneliness creeping in, like the credits rolling at the end of a painful story. maybe i’m not angry anymore; maybe i just wish they knew how desperate i feel. #
literally the other day, i made eye contact with this stranger in a crowded library. they had this wild, unkempt hair and a leather jacket, and for a moment, the world disappeared. now, i am envisioning a wedding that takes place between the stacks, surrounded by dusty books and whispered secrets. but what do i even say to them when i finally muster the courage to speak?