sitting in my tiny studio with those peeling walls, watching my roommate ace another promotion while i’m stuck making less than my rent. it feels so hollow scrolling through their highlight reels, when my idea of success is just finding a dollar in an old coat pocket.
yaar, matlab samjho na, aaj din shuru karne se pehle socha tha sab kuch khatam ho jayega par finally doctor ka call aaya aur sab theek hai, waah kya unexpected relief hai, ab soch bhi nahi sakta tha kaisa hoga yaar, har kisi ko lag raha tha ye sab mera end hai, par koi samajhta nahi, main toh bas ek achhe pal ka wait kar raha tha
i sometimes look at my bank statements and wonder if the money was ever really worth it, like did i really have to sell my soul for a diploma or just another piece of paper to keep up with everyone else. it eats at me, the regret of trading genuine passion for something so disposable.
i sometimes look at my bank statements and wonder if the money was ever really worth it, like did i really have to sell my soul for a diploma or just another piece of paper to keep up with everyone else. it eats at me, the regret of trading genuine passion for something so disposable.
if you are facing a tough time right now, know that it is okay to feel overwhelmed. remember that even the darkest nights are followed by the dawn. take things one step at a time; the small victories will light your path forward. #ThisTooShallPass #Hope