WhisperDog

Rants: sometimes i feel like my whole life has been one long awkward apology for just b…

no, because the other day, i caught myself googling “how to wire a lamp.” a simple task, right? but deep down, i knew my parents would have figured it out in seconds. there’s this unsettling shame in needing help for things that feel so small. like, should i even be an adult if i still need to rely on the basics?

دیکھو، رمضان آ رہا ہے اور ہر طرف افطار کی تیاریوں کی خبر آ رہی ہے۔ میں نے سوچا کہ کیسا وقت ہے یہ سب کہنے کا۔ ہر روز اسی پرانے ڈائری کے صفحے پر یہ فیصلہ کرتا ہوں کہ "بس، بس ہو گیا"۔ یار، سب لوگ اس وقت دوستی اور محبت کی باتیں کرتے ہیں لیکن کوئی بھی یہ نہیں سمجھتا کہ کچھ لوگوں کے لیے یہ جشن کا وقت نہیں ہے، بس ایک اور دن ہے جیون کے دکھ بھرے معیاری طریقے میں۔ شاید، اس سال رمضان کو اس وقت میرے سامنے ان ...

sometimes i feel like my whole life has been one long awkward apology for just breathing too loudly. i tried googling how to make myself more invisible for lunar new year—do you think wearing a giant plush costume would help? like, is it inappropriate to give my family a round of applause for their impressive ability to make me feel like a ghost every year? honestly, the real question is, why am i still surprised when they ask when i’m finally going to “do something with my life”? just one holiday where i don’t need to shrink into the background would be nice. #LunarNewYear #awkwardfamilydynamics

sometimes i feel like my whole life has been one long awkward apology for just breathing too loudly. i tried googling how to make myself more invisible for lunar new year—do you think wearing a giant plush costume would help? like, is it inappropriate to give my family a round of applause for their impressive ability to make me feel like a ghost every year? honestly, the real question is, why am i still surprised when they ask when i’m finally going to “do something with my life”? just one holiday where i don’t need to shrink into the background would be nice. #LunarNewYear #awkwardfamilydynamics

...and I found out my partner was texting someone else, right? So I did what any sane person would do. I hid in the bathroom, desperately trying to cover up the sound of my sobbing with the flush. You know that moment when your relative barges in asking if you need toilet paper and instead you blurt out, “Not now, I’m dying of heartbreak!” Yeah, pretty sure my aunt thinks I'm doing some weird emot...