WhisperDog

Confessions: some days i literally sit on my couch and talk to the reflection in my window be…

yaar, matlab samjho na, last month ke bill ki wajah se sirf 500 rupees bache hain aur mujhe pata nahi ab kya karoon, meri khud ki ek zaroori appointment ke liye bhi nahi ho pa raha. ghar wale samjhte nahi, mujhe bas yeh soch kar thoda dar lagta hai ke rent ka kya hoga agar mujhe kuch nahi mila toh.

याार, ऐसे ऐसे मुमकिन हैं घर वाले समझते नहीं कि एक दिन मैं बस काम पर गई और अब कोई बात नहीं कर रहा, ना मम्मी से ना पापा से।

some days i literally sit on my couch and talk to the reflection in my window because it feels better than eating another meal alone, and honestly i thought moving here would change everything but it feels like it just made me a stranger in my own life.

some days i literally sit on my couch and talk to the reflection in my window because it feels better than eating another meal alone, and honestly i thought moving here would change everything but it feels like it just made me a stranger in my own life.

so my ex called CPS on me and the lady showed up—i was in my pajamas, still had cereal on the table, and the kids were running around like little tornadoes, but the worst part was when i tripped over the cat and spilled juice everywhere while trying to impress her with my "organized" life, ugh