just realized that my phone contacts list reads like a digital graveyard—so many names, yet if I disappear tomorrow, I can’t think of one person who’d notice for days, or even months—I'm like a backup dancer in a meme no one remembers, performing for an audience that no longer exists, while my brain builds entire narratives where someone *finally* calls to ask if I'm okay. maybe it's just the endl...
yar, matlab samjho na, mere rishtedaar har baar mujhe kehte hain ke job ka kya scene hai, par unhe nahi pata main already laid off hoon. achha nahi lagta, bas smile maar ke bol deta hoon ke "bus chal raha hai." khud pe itna frustration hai ke kabhi kabhi sochta hoon, blockchain ki applications dekh ke mujhe kya pata, mujhe kisi startup mein experiment karne ka chance mil jaye! magar main to abhi k...
everyone praises me for being so forgiving—what they don't see is that my heart feels like a riddle with missing pieces. how can I smile and play the part, knowing I'll always hold a wall up now? does forgiveness ever really mean letting go— or just learning to accept that you’ll never feel the same way again? #unspokentruths #vulnerability
everyone praises me for being so forgiving—what they don't see is that my heart feels like a riddle with missing pieces. how can I smile and play the part, knowing I'll always hold a wall up now? does forgiveness ever really mean letting go— or just learning to accept that you’ll never feel the same way again? #unspokentruths #vulnerability
it's day 47 of pretending i'm not completely lost while everyone raves about blockchain this and that. behind the smiles, there's a credit card bill stacking up. nobody sees me sitting alone, scrolling through posts about how this technology is going to change the world, while i'm just trying to figure out if i can afford to eat tomorrow. got everyone thinking i’m thriving, meanwhile i can't remem...