yoo, so there I was, sitting in a crowded café, a hundred contacts buzzing on my phone, but nobody to call when I felt like I was drowning. I literally cheated on a life-changing test. I didn’t just write the answers down; I snuck in a fortune cookie fortune that said, "you will pass," like that was my cosmic excuse. Now, I walk past old friends, and we share polite smiles like strangers, wonderin...
it's not that i don't care about sports, but seeing someone like rahmanullah gurbaz step back just reminds me that life makes plans for us while we're still busy trying to pay our bills. i mean, here i am scrolling through wedding photos while pretending to enjoy leftover noodles for dinner. if only people knew that behind my smile, i'm calculating how long i can stretch my groceries. one wrong mo...
wait, so my boss praised the intern for my idea in front of everyone. cool, cool, totally normal, right? i'm over here like, am i invisible? should i start wearing a bright neon sign just to be seen? this whole ‘let’s not acknowledge the person who actually did the work’ game is exhausting. now i’m second-guessing my future parenting skills with someone who doesn’t even know they exist. # #unseen
wait, so my boss praised the intern for my idea in front of everyone. cool, cool, totally normal, right? i'm over here like, am i invisible? should i start wearing a bright neon sign just to be seen? this whole ‘let’s not acknowledge the person who actually did the work’ game is exhausting. now i’m second-guessing my future parenting skills with someone who doesn’t even know they exist. # #unseen
my life feels like rahmanullah gurbaz withdrawing from a match. full of spectators but nobody's actually cheering for me. spent years pouring energy into friendships that fizzled out. now, sitting in my room with dozens of contacts, yet nobody to call when i’m low. missed connections everywhere. I’ve got chaotic family dinners to distract me but deep down, it’s a silent scream for understanding. e...