not gonna lie, i used to think adulthood meant making decisions, but it’s really just about perfecting the art of avoiding eye contact with the barista while counting how many pennies i have left, like i’m trying to remember if i should actually buy a coffee or just drink water for the third day in a row. i’m like, if only my existential crisis could be paid in exposure, i’d be rich.
literally, every time I’m invited to a family gathering, it feels like a competitive sport where the prize is the least amount of judgment. while my siblings and cousins shine like polished trophies, I’m hiding behind excuses, dodging the inevitable interrogation about my ‘career success.’ I don’t say it out loud, but part of me wonders if I’d be better off just starting a cult or a potato farm; a...
last night, I finally opened up about how much I love painting. the colors, the mess, the escape. but when I think about it, nobody knows my secret. those canvases I create? they are all filled with cheap paint because I can't afford the good stuff. I pretend I'm this art guru but I'm just a broke soul trying to express what feels like a rich life. people admire my work but if they knew I have to save from my lunch budget to buy a single tube of color, would they still look at my art the same way? #MeriZindagiHaiTuEpisode30 #HiddenStruggles
last night, I finally opened up about how much I love painting. the colors, the mess, the escape. but when I think about it, nobody knows my secret. those canvases I create? they are all filled with cheap paint because I can't afford the good stuff. I pretend I'm this art guru but I'm just a broke soul trying to express what feels like a rich life. people admire my work but if they knew I have to save from my lunch budget to buy a single tube of color, would they still look at my art the same way? #MeriZindagiHaiTuEpisode30 #HiddenStruggles
sometimes, the hardest truth to swallow is knowing that honesty might shatter two lives at once. i found out something that could literally end a relationship, and it honestly makes my stomach twist just thinking about it. like, how do you navigate that? revealing it could mean betraying a trust, but staying silent feels like holding a ticking time bomb in my chest. i'm just here, suffocating unde...