last night, saw my friends dining out on Instagram. i couldn't even afford the transport to go, let alone the food. yaar, matlab samjho na, even the thought of joining makes my chest tighten. while the world discusses economic reforms like Sanae Takaichi can fix everything, i'm here just trying to figure out how to stretch my next paycheck. but yeah, keep manifesting that miracle, right? #SanaeTak...
logically, i know bryan mbeumo's injury means nothing to my life. but then i scroll through Instagram and see all these wedding photos, people living their best lives while i sit here pretending everything is fine after losing my job. परिवार में सब पूछते हैं, "तुम्हारा क्या हो गया?" और मैं सिर्फ मुस्कुरा के कहती हूँ "बस ठीक है" जैसे मैं यह सब नहीं भरा हुआ हूँ। यह सब दिखावटी है और मैं सब कुछ छुपाने...
i heard about those icmai cma results dropping and suddenly felt like i was in a drama i didn’t sign up for. i spent hours updating my profile like i was winning at life, only to realize i can barely afford rent on my "glamorous" paycheck-to-paycheck existence. the way people talk about success and accomplishment, it feels like they must be living in a parallel universe where they don't drown in hidden debt while pretending to be okay. but hey, at least i have my dating profile full of *vibes* right? #IcmaiCmaInterResult #RelatableChaos
i heard about those icmai cma results dropping and suddenly felt like i was in a drama i didn’t sign up for. i spent hours updating my profile like i was winning at life, only to realize i can barely afford rent on my "glamorous" paycheck-to-paycheck existence. the way people talk about success and accomplishment, it feels like they must be living in a parallel universe where they don't drown in hidden debt while pretending to be okay. but hey, at least i have my dating profile full of *vibes* right? #IcmaiCmaInterResult #RelatableChaos
day 17 of getting flagged as a threat—my boss just received an email marked phishing. all that drama to tell him we need a new printer for the office. and i’m sitting here wondering if maybe i'm the one getting phished by my own choices—like, is this the job where my dreams go to die? but honestly, i can't tell if it's just disappointment—kind of like that feeling when your mom says “i’m not mad, ...