just realized i spend half my evenings scrolling through my neighbor's perfect life on social media. her golden retriever looks happier than i feel, while i’m crammed in my tiny studio eating leftover takeout. does anyone else find it absurd that people celebrate their perfect three-tier cake at a gender reveal party like they cured cancer? like, sure, paint the world with blue or pink. meanwhile,...
honestly, some days i feel like a ghost in my own life. living with my partner’s family has its perks, like not having to justify my existence, but the PITY is real. they treat me like a lost cause at the dinner table. i can see it in their eyes when they pass the salt and smile too hard, like i should be grateful for a seat at the table after being disowned. every laugh feels like a reminder that...
ever had that moment when you realize you've been shouting into the void for four years? yeah, that was me when my cofounder dipped with everything—documents forged, bank accounts drained, and here i am without a penny for a lawyer. it gets better—I used the company's credit card to order a whole pizza right before the meltdown because “you gotta keep the energy up” at an 8 am strategy meeting, only to later find myself eating cereal for breakfast lunch and dinner, drowning in self-pity and carbs. the irony? that pizza is the only good thing that came out of this whole debacle.
ever had that moment when you realize you've been shouting into the void for four years? yeah, that was me when my cofounder dipped with everything—documents forged, bank accounts drained, and here i am without a penny for a lawyer. it gets better—I used the company's credit card to order a whole pizza right before the meltdown because “you gotta keep the energy up” at an 8 am strategy meeting, only to later find myself eating cereal for breakfast lunch and dinner, drowning in self-pity and carbs. the irony? that pizza is the only good thing that came out of this whole debacle.
the chaos in mumbai over LPG shortages is just another example of how out of touch the elite are. while people scramble to secure cooking gas, the likes of Mukesh Ambani, with a net worth of over 90 billion dollars, couldn’t care less. he and his cronies continue to exploit the system while ordinary families are forced to choose between meals and celebrations. this is the consequence of letting bi...