WhisperDog

Rants: honestly, I thought my side hustle was just a creative outlet. something to esca…

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...

honestly, I thought my side hustle was just a creative outlet. something to escape into when I felt lost. but now it literally covers all my bills while I drag my feet to my main job every day, questioning every life choice I've made. my real passion feeds my existence, and my actual job just feeds my loneliness. who knew fulfillment could come from something I used to think was a distraction? #existentialcrisis #findyourpassion

honestly, I thought my side hustle was just a creative outlet. something to escape into when I felt lost. but now it literally covers all my bills while I drag my feet to my main job every day, questioning every life choice I've made. my real passion feeds my existence, and my actual job just feeds my loneliness. who knew fulfillment could come from something I used to think was a distraction? #existentialcrisis #findyourpassion

day 14 of pretending i understand the intricacies of car engine noises. every time it makes a weird sound, i catch myself giving it a nod of reassurance like, "i feel you, buddy." meanwhile, i'm in the middle of a breakdown thinking that if i ignore the warning light long enough, it'll magically fix itself, and part of me hopes it’ll just explode in a spectacular fashion so i can claim some sort o...