the craziest part about getting fired while trying to save my life is my boss said, “you’re leaving us in a tough spot.” like, sir, the only tough spot is trying to survive on a 3-day cleanse and figuring out if my therapist takes insurance while y’all hire someone to cover my desk in the meantime. i would argue it's called job ABANDONMENT but you don’t get to be mad when the reason is me learning...
last night, I found an old postcard from a road trip I never took. I told my kids we were going on an adventure. They smiled and I put it in my pocket. the truth is, we were living out of my car, hiding in campgrounds like we were on some summer holiday—soaked in the same borrowed hope I fed them every night. I drove to a Starbucks to steal the Wi-Fi, planning how to piece together my life again, ...
day 47 of getting asked if i’m applying to grad school yet. it’s not even the pressure that annoys me, it’s how my family throws around their unaccredited opinions like they’re hard facts. last week, my aunt said, “i just know you’ll make a great doctor.” and i’m over here trying to explain that a history degree doesn’t come with a med school application. but sure, let me sign up for 100K of debt to validate someone’s fantasy instead of figuring out how to actually keep my head above water working three part-time jobs—what a DREAM.
day 47 of getting asked if i’m applying to grad school yet. it’s not even the pressure that annoys me, it’s how my family throws around their unaccredited opinions like they’re hard facts. last week, my aunt said, “i just know you’ll make a great doctor.” and i’m over here trying to explain that a history degree doesn’t come with a med school application. but sure, let me sign up for 100K of debt to validate someone’s fantasy instead of figuring out how to actually keep my head above water working three part-time jobs—what a DREAM.
वो जब वापस आया, तो लगा जैसे उसने सालों में अपने ही घर के साथ धوखा किया। सालों सारा पैसा भेजा, पर क्या मिला? एक अजनबी। हमेशा अपनी तारीखों में डूबा, कभी पूछा नहीं कि मेरे बर्थडे पर कौन था। आजकल वो घर में बैठा रहता है, ये सोचते हुए कि सब ठीक हो गया। वो पैसे की बात करता है, जबकि मुझे उसकी यादें चाहिए थीं। क्या मैंने सही किया? उसे अपना नया घर बना दिया और खुद को अकेला छोड़ दिया...मतलब ये सही नहीं था, है...