not gonna lie, I turned down a chance to lead a big project because I panicked and thought I was going to spill coffee all over my laptop during the presentation, and now I'm sitting here watching someone else nail it like they are accepting an Oscar while I awkwardly rehearse my own acceptance speech in the bathroom mirror with soap for props... did I mention the other person even wore a matching...
the way that my neighbor just threw a housewarming party for a mansion they bought, while I’m still over here wrestling with the last bag of frozen vegetables I couldn't afford to upgrade to fresh. no, but like, they posted the whole thing—wine, catered food, and a heated pool that I know for a fact they can’t afford on their own. i caught them on the ring cam, barely blinking while bragging about...
matlab, yaar, just opened Instagram and saw my batchmate flaunting their second car. while i'm over here catching a bus like it’s the height of luxury. घर वाले समझते नहीं, jab unke cousins ne car li toh humare ghar ka pressure double ho gaya. family gatherings are literally interrogations now. everyone wanting to know why my life isn’t looking like their social media highlight reel. mujhe ye samajh nahi aata, kabhi kisi ne meri struggles samjhi? it's exhausting. #AliAminGandapur #pressure
matlab, yaar, just opened Instagram and saw my batchmate flaunting their second car. while i'm over here catching a bus like it’s the height of luxury. घर वाले समझते नहीं, jab unke cousins ne car li toh humare ghar ka pressure double ho gaya. family gatherings are literally interrogations now. everyone wanting to know why my life isn’t looking like their social media highlight reel. mujhe ye samajh nahi aata, kabhi kisi ne meri struggles samjhi? it's exhausting. #AliAminGandapur #pressure
the way that lilah fear and her partner are shining on that ice makes me question my own choices. my family thinks that because my cousin won a talent show, my life's purpose is just to keep up—like, sorry, did no one notice that i spent three days in a pajama-induced existential crisis last week? the last family gathering felt more like an interrogation about my “potential” than a celebration, an...