yaar, have you ever felt like you’re just floating in a sea of people while being completely alone? saw the news about tim tszyu, and honestly, it hit different. i'm sitting in this new city, two years in, and while he's gearing up for this massive fight, i'm here feeling like a total lightweight in my own life, dodging real connections and retreating into my phone like it's a safe zone. matlab, t...
wait, so they’re handing out shares like candy while i’m here drowning in student loans and family pressure for an arranged marriage? my boss talks about these stocks like they’re some magic ticket out, but my only ticket is trying to not lose it every day at this dead-end job. the chaos of feeling trapped between expectations and dreams is unbearable. it's like getting a glimpse of freedom only t...
literally, every time I look in the mirror, I half expect it to crack and reveal a total fraud inside. honestly, I went to this party last week, and everyone was talking about their fancy vacations and I’m over here pretending my favorite place is the couch because my Netflix subscription is the only thing I can afford. and just when I thought I had it all together, I realized I have a hidden debt that would make a reality show plot twist look like a cozy Hallmark movie. but I can’t even tell anyone. because what happens if they find out I’m living this life that looks so put together, while I’m literally just one bad day away from, you know, disaster. seriously, what happens next…? #fakeituntilyoumakeit #impostersyndrome
literally, every time I look in the mirror, I half expect it to crack and reveal a total fraud inside. honestly, I went to this party last week, and everyone was talking about their fancy vacations and I’m over here pretending my favorite place is the couch because my Netflix subscription is the only thing I can afford. and just when I thought I had it all together, I realized I have a hidden debt that would make a reality show plot twist look like a cozy Hallmark movie. but I can’t even tell anyone. because what happens if they find out I’m living this life that looks so put together, while I’m literally just one bad day away from, you know, disaster. seriously, what happens next…? #fakeituntilyoumakeit #impostersyndrome
it's not that i care who gets credit, it's just... when my coworker took my idea, i half-considered drafting a hostage letter using office supplies. like, “give me my recognition or face the wrath of my glitter-filled wrath.” i imagined elaborate scenarios where i staged a sit-in with my homemade signs, demanding my dignity and maybe a lifetime supply of sticky notes. but then i remembered how i’d...