sab wedding posts on my feed are like a constant reminder of the choices i have to make. i sat down today—calculator in hand—wondering if i can actually afford a wedding, or if i'll be swimming in debt for years. matlab, sab mere dost is that cute couple now, and i'm just here thinking: should i even try to figure this out or just scroll through and pretend to celebrate their happiness? #Anklagen ...
yooo, i realized my parents were my age when they had a home, kids, and everything sorted while i’m here deciding which meal to skip so i can afford that weirdly expensive avocado. bruh, you ever think about how they were out here hosting barbecues, while i'm just trying to host a vibe at my couch? like, why does my bank account go on more emotional roller coasters than my favorite TV show? trying...
no, because honestly, the way that I act like I’m thriving? it’s wild. my social media is a highlight reel of brunches and weekends out. but behind the scenes, I’m literally staring at my empty fridge, trying to figure out how to make a week's worth of meals from that random mustard jar and a packet of expired soy sauce. rent is due, but my paycheck won’t hit for three more days. meanwhile, I’m crafting excuses to avoid plans so nobody finds out I’m basically broke. life’s all about perception, right? #relatable #hiddenstruggles
no, because honestly, the way that I act like I’m thriving? it’s wild. my social media is a highlight reel of brunches and weekends out. but behind the scenes, I’m literally staring at my empty fridge, trying to figure out how to make a week's worth of meals from that random mustard jar and a packet of expired soy sauce. rent is due, but my paycheck won’t hit for three more days. meanwhile, I’m crafting excuses to avoid plans so nobody finds out I’m basically broke. life’s all about perception, right? #relatable #hiddenstruggles
day 47 of eating only maggi for dinner. my parents think i'm saving for a big future while they rave about my cousin winning awards, but no one knows he sobs while pretending to be okay. meanwhile, i'm still using one pan for everything, just praying that my gas doesn’t run out before my next payday. i should really go visit, but if i get asked about success again, i might just burst into tears ov...