so i was sitting in my tiny one-bedroom, sipping the same old instant coffee, when my neighbor knocked on the wall to celebrate his promotion, and all i could think about was how i lost my job yesterday, not even two months from finally paying off my student loans, now watching everyone else thrive while i feel like im drowning in this same dingy place, just hoping the eviction notice doesn’t show...
sitting here for three weeks now, stuck in my apartment with no way to get out because the elevator is still broken and the maintenance guys just keep saying they will fix it "soon" like time doesn't exist when you're at the mercy of a stairwell.
life is hard and no one sees it. घर वाले समझते नहीं, they just keep pretending like i never said anything, just went along with it all like it’s normal.
life is hard and no one sees it. घर वाले समझते नहीं, they just keep pretending like i never said anything, just went along with it all like it’s normal.
i used to think being unique was a blessing but now it feels like a curse, like all the quirks i used to embrace have turned into things people avoid. it’s strange to miss being in a crowd when all i want is to be invisible, just wishing someone would notice the real struggle behind the facade.