yooo, I swear watching everyone buy houses and cars feels like some sick joke. I barely have enough for an emergency fund, while my phone keeps buzzing with wedding photos and hashtags like #adultinggoals. meanwhile, I’m sitting here wondering if my noodles have gone bad and if I even have enough to cover my rent next month. life feels like I’m in some weird episode of “keeping up with the joneses...
yooo, just saw that my job is being advertised online and it hit me like the sudden bus cancellations. like, am i so irrelevant they just decided to post my position while i’m still over here juggling my mental breakdown and figuring out dinner options for the week? meanwhile, all my friends are posting new houses and shiny cars, and I’m out here Googling 'how to survive on instant noodles'. guess...
not gonna lie, when I saw that news about Dhakshineswar Suresh and all these wins, I couldn’t help but think about my own tiny victories that feel invisible. yaar, here I am struggling to stay awake during a boring online class while my friends are winning medals and buying fancy cars. matlab, just yesterday I was deciding whether to eat instant noodles or some leftover rice. life is such a chaotic mess. honestly, it’s like watching a movie where everyone is leveling up and I’m stuck at the start screen, hai na? #DhakshineswarSureshTennis #LifeStruggles
not gonna lie, when I saw that news about Dhakshineswar Suresh and all these wins, I couldn’t help but think about my own tiny victories that feel invisible. yaar, here I am struggling to stay awake during a boring online class while my friends are winning medals and buying fancy cars. matlab, just yesterday I was deciding whether to eat instant noodles or some leftover rice. life is such a chaotic mess. honestly, it’s like watching a movie where everyone is leveling up and I’m stuck at the start screen, hai na? #DhakshineswarSureshTennis #LifeStruggles
ok but have you ever stopped sharing your good news because people gave you that disappointed look? like when you bring donuts to a meeting, and instead of excitement, someone whispers about calories. it’s like, what am I supposed to do, hide my happiness behind a screen like a kid hiding their favorite toy? why does joy have to feel like betrayal?