got kicked out of the shelter at 7am and now im wandering around pretending im going to an important meeting that doesn't exist while my real appointment with despair looms at 8pm, guess some people have business and others just have nowhere to go.
i spent an hour today trying to figure out if eating an entire bag of expired chips would count as a real meal since the only other option was a sad carrot left in the fridge and now i have a new appreciation for expired snacks but like, do you think the bureaucratic system knows about my diet struggles or is it just too busy forgetting about me?
घर वाले सोचते हैं कि जब मैं शादी करूँगा तो सब ठीक हो जाएगा, पर यार, क्या तुम समझते नहीं कि मैं तो दो कमरे में चौंसठ किताबों से घिरा हूँ, और यहाँ आँसू बहाने का तो कोई भी नहीं है।
घर वाले सोचते हैं कि जब मैं शादी करूँगा तो सब ठीक हो जाएगा, पर यार, क्या तुम समझते नहीं कि मैं तो दो कमरे में चौंसठ किताबों से घिरा हूँ, और यहाँ आँसू बहाने का तो कोई भी नहीं है।
so after 18 months of battling to prove im not the 200k debt ghost, i finally get a letter from the credit bureau saying my case is 'inconclusive' — like, cool, so basically, i am also in conclusive limbo, which feels like getting a gold medal in an olympics that doesn’t exist. and today i went to buy lunch, but my card got declined, so the cashier just looked at me like i was some sort of mythica...