it's not that i can't handle pressure. it's just that every family gathering feels like a performance review, and i forgot my lines. while everyone else seems to ace their roles, i’m still figuring out what my part even is. sometimes i wonder if disappointing them is the only thing i’m truly good at, and honestly, it haunts me every day.
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i sit at home scrolling through wedding invites from my exes like it’s some cruel cricket match. while everyone pairs off, i am stuck figuring out if my passion for graphic novels can somehow pay rent. dating feels like trying to score runs without ever hitting the ball. but seeing them all so happy just reminds me how much of my self-worth was tied to who i was with. do i even know who i am anymore? #PakistanCricket #SingleLife
i sit at home scrolling through wedding invites from my exes like it’s some cruel cricket match. while everyone pairs off, i am stuck figuring out if my passion for graphic novels can somehow pay rent. dating feels like trying to score runs without ever hitting the ball. but seeing them all so happy just reminds me how much of my self-worth was tied to who i was with. do i even know who i am anymore? #PakistanCricket #SingleLife
day 47 of scrolling through Instagram watching everyone’s weddings and baby showers while I sit in silence. literally feel like a ghost in my own life. my parents introduce me to their friends as ‘MNC mein kaam karta hai’ while I scroll through my contact list, seeing hundreds of names but not a single one I feel I can call when I’m low. adult life is basically knowing everyone and being known by ...