not gonna lie, every time I hear about that metro collapse, I think about how I’m just trying to hold my life together, too. engineering student drowning in loans while my cousin's bragging about her salary abroad makes family gatherings feel like interrogations. I pretend like I’m fine, but sometimes I feel like I’m one failure away from crumbling under all the pressure. how do you explain to par...
ever feel like you are just a walking experiment? like you change EVERYTHING about yourself because you think it’ll finally get a smile out of someone? i literally dyed my hair, changed my wardrobe, even picked up their hobbies. and guess what? they still complained. still didn’t smile. honestly, who has time for all this drama? it’s exhausting, exhausting, EXHAUSTING. all that effort for someone ...
it’s honestly so wild to me that every time i watch one of those movies about perfect love stories, i can't help but remember my family’s tradition of “helpful” critiques during gatherings. my cousin literally just got a promotion and everyone else is buzzing about his achievements while i sit there feeling like the only one who didn’t even get the bare minimum in life. honestly, i tear up thinkin...