day 11 of lying about having tried beets, and its really spiraling—people think im some health guru now and the truth is i gagged on a smoothie with beet powder once, it was horrifying—now i’ve avoided salad bars like the plague cause if one more person asks for my “beet recipe,” i might actually faint from cringe—i saw Penny Lancaster is planning to leave the UK, and honestly, same, but not becau...
it's not that i don't care about the men's dual moguls; it's just that while they glide effortlessly through the slopes, i'm over here stuck in a freeze frame, trying to unbury myself from hidden debt. everybody thinks i'm thriving, curating perfect playlists, while secretly, my rent’s due and every unpaid bill is a hidden mogul i can’t quite conquer. watching athletes reach for gold just reminds ...
it's not that i hate change... it's just that i keep finding myself in these endless cycles. a new trimester means new beginnings, but my life feels like it's stuck on repeat. one minute i'm trying to elevate my game, and the next, i’m watching friends drop off one by one. feels like nobody sees the real me - just a shadow at the edges. should i speak up? or just play it safe? #Trimester #LifeChoices
it's not that i hate change... it's just that i keep finding myself in these endless cycles. a new trimester means new beginnings, but my life feels like it's stuck on repeat. one minute i'm trying to elevate my game, and the next, i’m watching friends drop off one by one. feels like nobody sees the real me - just a shadow at the edges. should i speak up? or just play it safe? #Trimester #LifeChoices
last night, scrolling through Instagram felt like a punch to the gut. seeing all these girls from school flaunting their happy lives and celebrations for the "pak vs ind women" match made me feel even smaller. it’s honestly heartbreaking, like i should be proud of my heritage but all i see are these moments i never seem to have. meanwhile, i’m here wondering if i'll ever celebrate anything real ag...