so like, after two years of doctors telling me my pain is just stress, i decided to take up interpretive dance, thinking maybe if i literally embody my pain, someone would finally see me. honestly, at this point i might just start moonlighting as a walking cautionary tale at health fairs or something.
घर वाले समझते नहीं कि ये सब कुछ कितनी बड़ी बात थी—न ही मेरे सपनों में था कि डाक्टर की जगह बाबा काम करेगा लेकिन... पता नहीं कैसे, उसने ठीक कर दिया और मैं अभी भी यकीन नहीं कर पा रही हूँ।
yaar, kabhi kabhi lagta hai ki main apni khud ki soch ko khud se hide kar raha hoon. वो बार बार chains ki tarah feel hota hai, kisi ko nahi pata, nobody understands.
yaar, kabhi kabhi lagta hai ki main apni khud ki soch ko khud se hide kar raha hoon. वो बार बार chains ki tarah feel hota hai, kisi ko nahi pata, nobody understands.
sat on my couch for 3 hours checking my phone every 8 minutes waiting for this message from a friend about a party, finally it came and it was just a cat meme from my mom that i accidentally sent back 3 minutes later with the wrong reply and now i am sitting here cringing and wondering why i thought today would be different.