it's day thirty of pretending to be fine at family gatherings while everyone else talks about promotions and vacations. meanwhile, i'm juggling hidden student loans and a life that feels like i’m always a cricket match behind. honestly, sometimes i daydream about just shouting out how broke i am instead of nodding along, but then they’ll just think it’s a joke, right? yaar, matlab samjho na, کوئی ...
have you ever watched a stranger on the bus eating an overpriced gourmet sandwich, thinking that even that sandwich has a better life than you? meanwhile, your own lunch is just yesterday's cold pizza sitting in a sad takeout container, full of bad choices. everyone seems to be winning at life while you are stuck in the waiting room of mediocrity, scrolling through their highlighted lives. sometim...
sometimes I wonder if everyone around me is in on a joke I’m not invited to. I scroll through feeds full of extravagant weddings, surprise trips to distant islands, and gourmet meals at restaurants I didn’t even know existed. then there’s me, celebrating the fact that my toaster still works while simultaneously becoming a champion at picking the wrong pizza toppings. by the time I finish feeling sorry for myself, I realize I’ve developed this strange and impressive talent for constructing elaborate scenarios about the lives of my friends. they probably sit in luxury, laughing at my struggles, but the truth is, I know they wouldn’t invite me to their island wedding even if they thought I had a nice dress. #leftbehind #fakingit
sometimes I wonder if everyone around me is in on a joke I’m not invited to. I scroll through feeds full of extravagant weddings, surprise trips to distant islands, and gourmet meals at restaurants I didn’t even know existed. then there’s me, celebrating the fact that my toaster still works while simultaneously becoming a champion at picking the wrong pizza toppings. by the time I finish feeling sorry for myself, I realize I’ve developed this strange and impressive talent for constructing elaborate scenarios about the lives of my friends. they probably sit in luxury, laughing at my struggles, but the truth is, I know they wouldn’t invite me to their island wedding even if they thought I had a nice dress. #leftbehind #fakingit
literally thought about how many hours I spent convincing myself I was okay, like, my bank account is a horror movie and I’m just the quirky character who makes jokes about getting chased by unpaid bills, while also doing the mental math to see if I can survive a week without food if I only drink, like, two bottles of expired ketchup and some mustard packets I found in the fridge, you know, becaus...