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Confessions: found myself scrolling through transplant forums again — it's like playing the w…

घर वाले समझते नहीं, जैसे मेरी ताजगी के लिए सही नाम भी पढ़ना ज़रूरी नहीं है। अब सोचो, २५ साल की मेहनत के बाद भी मैं सिर्फ "आ" या "उं" से पहचानती हूं, अरे ये जिंदगी तो जैसे रियलिटी शो की स्क्रिप्ट है जो हंसी में पिरोई गई है।

kuch waqt se paintings mein ghus gaya hoon lekin jab bhi khud se banaata hoon toh woh itne khudgarz ho jaate hain, warna doosron ki art dekh ke samajh aata hai kya hai beauty yaar, koi nahi hai jo discuss karein is bare mein

found myself scrolling through transplant forums again — it's like playing the worst kind of bingo but no one wins and everyone loses hope instead. meanwhile my child asks why the universe couldn't pick me instead of this pile of unused lottery tickets.

found myself scrolling through transplant forums again — it's like playing the worst kind of bingo but no one wins and everyone loses hope instead. meanwhile my child asks why the universe couldn't pick me instead of this pile of unused lottery tickets.

i was at the grocery store yesterday and just stood there staring at the spices for way too long, like i was looking for something specific but couldn’t remember what it was. everything felt really heavy, just me and the shelves and this weird loneliness creeping in, like nobody else really saw me.