yoo, it's wild seeing people I used to hang out with suddenly doing amazing things—buying houses, landing jobs, living their best lives—while I can barely find the motivation to get out of bed. do they know I scroll past their posts, wishing I had half their confidence? should I say something or just accept that I’m the ghost in this picture? it’s like I’m fading away while they glow up—was I even...
सुंदरबन দিবস पर मैंने सोचा, वो जंगल कितना खूबसूरत है, मगर अपने खुद के सपने चुराने के लिए मैं क्या क्या कर चुकी हूं। एक वक्त था जब मैं अपने शौक, कला, और जीने की चाहत को भूल गई थी, बस किसी के साथ होने के लिए। अब जब सब ठीक चल रहा है, उस वक्त की यादें मुझे तड़पाती हैं। मैं सोचती हूं, क्या ये सब छोड़कर खुद को ढूँढना संभव है? # #सুন্দরবন
last night, scrolling through social media, everyone’s posting about their epic trips while i'm stuck in my living room debating if cooking a microwave meal counts as dinner. they’re hiking in mountains i didn’t even know existed, and i’m Googling “how to make my closet less sad.” it’s wild seeing them buy new gear and trying to figure out if a fresh pair of socks makes my life better. while they’re out there thriving, i’m here contemplating if i can take a shower without it turning into a mental marathon.
last night, scrolling through social media, everyone’s posting about their epic trips while i'm stuck in my living room debating if cooking a microwave meal counts as dinner. they’re hiking in mountains i didn’t even know existed, and i’m Googling “how to make my closet less sad.” it’s wild seeing them buy new gear and trying to figure out if a fresh pair of socks makes my life better. while they’re out there thriving, i’m here contemplating if i can take a shower without it turning into a mental marathon.
i just watched a documentary on minimalist living. now my living room feels like a museum for everything i regret buying. i don’t know if my clutter is an extension of me or just the manifestation of all the choices i made when i thought more was better. when i scroll through social media, i see people living these vibrant, perfect lives and wonder if my collection of stuff is really just a shield...