yaar, matlab samjho na, my dowry negotiation felt like a bloody livestock auction. वहाँ मेरे मम्मी-पापा मेरे लिए सौदे कर रहे थे, gold ki बात करते हुए जैसे मैं कोई सामान हूँ। मेरे सामने एक अजीब सा कमरा था, जहाँ हर चीज़ की कीमत लग रही थी। and I am just standing there, thinking, what is my worth? appliances, gold, even the ताज़ा फल थे, और मुझे खुद को समझाना पड़ा कि मैं इकलौती लड़की नहीं हूँ जो इस नील...
wait, so there was this time I was in this sketchy local gym, right? trying to work off the 500 calories from the last week’s extra-large pizza. the trainer was more focused on his phone than the class. I look around, and everyone seems to be effortlessly lifting weights, flexing like they just walked out of a magazine. meanwhile, I can barely do five push-ups without gasping like I've just run a ...
not gonna lie, i thought finding an old hobby would help with the loneliness, but picking up my guitar just reminded me that the last person who listened was my dog. found the text i never sent to my childhood friend, you know, the one who now travels the world while i sit here scrolling through my contacts like i’m looking for a genie in a bottle. honestly, the hardest part of it all is realizing i’m a stranger to the very people i thought would always be there. if this is what self-care feels like, then self-help needs to get better friends. #feelingisolated #nostalgic
not gonna lie, i thought finding an old hobby would help with the loneliness, but picking up my guitar just reminded me that the last person who listened was my dog. found the text i never sent to my childhood friend, you know, the one who now travels the world while i sit here scrolling through my contacts like i’m looking for a genie in a bottle. honestly, the hardest part of it all is realizing i’m a stranger to the very people i thought would always be there. if this is what self-care feels like, then self-help needs to get better friends. #feelingisolated #nostalgic
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