बात यह है कि इतनी हफ्तों से अकेले रात बिताने के बाद जब भी फोन देखता हूँ, कोई भी संपर्क नहीं होता और बस खुद से ही बातें करने का मन करता है, जैसे लोग समझते नहीं कि ये एक्ज़िस्टेंस क्या है।
my neighbor got a promotion and moved into a nicer apartment across the street and i am still stuck in this one bedroom, fighting for accommodations at work like it’s some never ending video game level. 11 letters from my doctor and they still want more, while all i see is everyone else thriving, and it just feels like… i dunno, some kind of sick joke.
yaar, matlab samjho na, when I saw my parents' faces after the doctor said the test was all clear, it felt like this weight just lifted off and for a moment I couldn’t believe it, the dread of that possible bad news was haunting me for days but now all I feel is gratitude and relief, like how did this even happen.
yaar, matlab samjho na, when I saw my parents' faces after the doctor said the test was all clear, it felt like this weight just lifted off and for a moment I couldn’t believe it, the dread of that possible bad news was haunting me for days but now all I feel is gratitude and relief, like how did this even happen.
so i lost custody because my ex has a family fortune and the judge just stared at me like i was trying to sell him a healing crystal. honestly, the whole process felt like i was auditioning for a terrible reality show where the prize was literally a life-sized cardboard cutout of my kids.