शाम को कभी-कभी सोचती हूँ कि क्या घर में सबको मुझे भीख के जैसे कोई एहसान देना है, पर कोई समझता नहीं कि मुझे खुद को अकेले में रोने की ज़रूरत है। ऐसा लगता है कि सबके बीच रहते हुए खुद को समझाना भी मुश्किल है।
scrolling through my old playlists and literally every song reminds me of a time that felt like forever ago, like, why did i let all that go. it is so weird to feel lonely surrounded by all these memories, i mean, i can’t even find anyone to share them with.
was leaving the store and realized i sent a long voice note about my budget struggles to the group chat instead of my friend. now everyone knows about my rent panic and how i just wanted to cry in the cereal aisle.
was leaving the store and realized i sent a long voice note about my budget struggles to the group chat instead of my friend. now everyone knows about my rent panic and how i just wanted to cry in the cereal aisle.
yaar, matlab samjho na, 3 weeks on this hospital floor feeling like the walls are closing in and not a single person in my contact list knows how to make it better — घर वाले समझते नहीं, और मैं बस खुद को और ज्यादा अकेला महसूस करता हूँ