the way that my younger cousin just posted pictures of their new flat has me questioning everything. like, mai ab bhi parents ke saath hoon, aur sabke paas car, house hain, aur main bas basics ke liye struggle kar raha hoon. sab log aise jee rahe hain jaise koi duniya ka taaj unke sir pe hai, aur mai bas ye soch raha hoon ki kya mein kabhi unke level tak pahunch paunga ya nahi. social media dekhte...
it's not that i'm jealous or anything, it's just that everyone at the function was talking about their big promotions and new cars while i just stared at my barely-working laptop wondering if it was worth fixing. then my aunt casually asked about my marriage plans like i'm not still trying to figure out how to afford basic health insurance. i can't help but think that while gold prices keep climbi...
it's not that i can't afford the basics. it's just that watching my friends post about their new houses while i still sleep on my childhood mattress feels like a cruel joke. my cousin’s panic attacks might be their hidden struggle, but nobody sees mine, the pressure of family expectations. just me over here wondering if skipping life altogether would come with a fresh start. #Skip #RealityCheck
it's not that i can't afford the basics. it's just that watching my friends post about their new houses while i still sleep on my childhood mattress feels like a cruel joke. my cousin’s panic attacks might be their hidden struggle, but nobody sees mine, the pressure of family expectations. just me over here wondering if skipping life altogether would come with a fresh start. #Skip #RealityCheck
day 47 of my existential crisis. saw my cousin's engagement post today—her finger blinging with that rock while I am still at home dodging family questions about my job situation. it feels like every family gathering is an interrogation, asking about my life like it’s a competition, like my worth is measured by who gets married or buys a flat first. yaar, matlab samjho na, when will they realize t...