day 47 of my existential crisis. saw my cousin's engagement post today—her finger blinging with that rock while I am still at home dodging family questions about my job situation. it feels like every family gathering is an interrogation, asking about my life like it’s a competition, like my worth is measured by who gets married or buys a flat first. yaar, matlab samjho na, when will they realize t...
not gonna lie, watching my cousin post about their fancy life abroad while I’m here, calculating my next meal, is a whole mood. yaar, matlab samjho na, I have these loans piling up and my parents keep comparing me to their "successful" kids, not knowing I’m broke and pretending like I’m okay. last week, I had to decline a coffee date because, honestly, the only thing I could afford was the mental ...
honestly, i just saw my batchmate flexing their second car and here i am, literally sweating in a crowded bus while daydreaming about how it feels to not worry about student debt. like, can you imagine? i’m stuck in the same life cycle, praying that someone doesn’t ask about my future plans at the next family gathering. 家族からの圧力はLiterally too much; no one gets it. while they're buying cars, i’m just trying to avoid the “are you getting married?” question again. #Skip #RelatableStruggles
honestly, i just saw my batchmate flexing their second car and here i am, literally sweating in a crowded bus while daydreaming about how it feels to not worry about student debt. like, can you imagine? i’m stuck in the same life cycle, praying that someone doesn’t ask about my future plans at the next family gathering. 家族からの圧力はLiterally too much; no one gets it. while they're buying cars, i’m just trying to avoid the “are you getting married?” question again. #Skip #RelatableStruggles
kya kahu, sab reunion mein baithke apni promotions aur achievements ke baare mein baatein kar rahe the. main wahi purane job pe hun jo 2019 se hai. dosto ke saath photo khichwaane ke dauran, mujhe laga jaise sab log kuchh khud se juda hai, lekin mein ab bhi wahi purani yaadon mein fasa hun. loneliness ka yeh level hai ki main khud se ye sochta hun, kab last kisi ne meri haal chaal puchi thi? conta...