not gonna lie, every time I see headlines about Isa Samad, I literally remember the time I defended a totally unreliable friend in front of our entire group. everyone loved them, but I was the only one who saw the red flags. then they ghosted me after their dramatic meltdown. now I'm out here questioning my judgment. what if I’m missing more warning signs everywhere? is this what it feels like to ...
yooo, everyone is buzzing about those banks posting massive profits and i'm over here just trying to scrape together enough for dinner. my family only sees the numbers, yaar. they don’t understand that 500 matters when you have cousins flashing their ‘six-figure’ salaries at every gathering like it’s a flex. matlab, how do i explain that i make enough to survive but not enough to thrive? dinner fe...
i opened Instagram and saw my batchmate flaunting their second car—meanwhile, i took a bus today, like i'm still living my college life while everyone else is driving off into some glossy adult world—sometimes i wonder if anyone from those days would even recognize me now, or if they just think my silence is a choice instead of the lonely scream it really is—honestly, i feel like the ghost in the crowd of "friends" with hundreds of contacts but no one who knows me enough to ask if i'm even okay—somewhere between scrolling and sighing, it hits me—maybe connection is just a well-maintained illusion. #RubenTrumpelmann #lonelyrealities
i opened Instagram and saw my batchmate flaunting their second car—meanwhile, i took a bus today, like i'm still living my college life while everyone else is driving off into some glossy adult world—sometimes i wonder if anyone from those days would even recognize me now, or if they just think my silence is a choice instead of the lonely scream it really is—honestly, i feel like the ghost in the crowd of "friends" with hundreds of contacts but no one who knows me enough to ask if i'm even okay—somewhere between scrolling and sighing, it hits me—maybe connection is just a well-maintained illusion. #RubenTrumpelmann #lonelyrealities
no, because i literally just sat there scrolling through my family group chat while everyone was sharing pictures of their brand new homes and vacations. like, how is my highlight of the week just remembering to put on pants before noon? everyone else seems to have it figured out while i’m over here in my one-bedroom shoebox, deciding whether i can afford a frozen pizza for dinner. meanwhile, the ...