it's 2am and my phone keeps buzzing with alerts about my friends’ new cybersecurity measures for their homes. matlab yaar, while they're securing their futures, i’m just trying to figure out how to secure my dinner. the irony is real, na? bhai, they’re upgrading their security systems while i can barely afford my Wi-Fi bill. so i think to myself, maybe if i invest in some alerts on my phone, i'll ...
wait—yaar, so my parents asked me about savings again, as if my loans don't scream "welcome to adulthood, bhai." they compare me to my cousins like it's some competition, hai na? matlab, do they even get how tough it is when family gatherings feel more like interrogations than celebrations? honestly, I sometimes just wanna vanish—because disappointing those who raised you feels like a heavier burd...
saw all those posts about the Napoli - Roma game and everyone hyping up the players like they’re saving the world or something. meanwhile, i’m clocking endless night shifts, struggling to find even a moment for myself. it's like every celebration on my feed just reminds me of how small my wins feel, how i give everything to my family and still... don’t have anything left. honestly, am i supposed to feel inspired or just more alone? #DonyellMalen #ComparisonIsTheThiefOfJoy
saw all those posts about the Napoli - Roma game and everyone hyping up the players like they’re saving the world or something. meanwhile, i’m clocking endless night shifts, struggling to find even a moment for myself. it's like every celebration on my feed just reminds me of how small my wins feel, how i give everything to my family and still... don’t have anything left. honestly, am i supposed to feel inspired or just more alone? #DonyellMalen #ComparisonIsTheThiefOfJoy
I cheated on that test, the one that shifted the entire course of my life. I scroll through my phone filled with names but nobody really knows me; I keep the real me tucked away like a dirty secret. When Riku Miura’s soaring moments play on screen, I feel a lonely ache in my chest, wondering why I can’t seem to connect like that anymore. My adult life feels like a never-ending spiral of missed con...