woke up to the news about the seychelles president visiting some place and it hit different. sitting here wondering if my dreams of a sun-soaked life by the beach will forever just be a meticulously crafted Instagram feed. meanwhile, i’m hunched over bills and hidden debts, concocting elaborate plans on how to fake my way to paradise, wishing my life had a filter to make it look half as dreamy as ...
the way that wbchse is reopening the enrolment portal for just three days made me remember how alone I felt on exam day. like, literally nobody knew I was up at 3 am the night before, cramming like my life depended on it while my friends had plans—friends who became strangers after graduation. now I sit here scrolling through their posts, feeling like I know a hundred people, but none of them woul...
it's not that i regret my job as a data analyst; it's just that every time i sit in my cubicle, surrounded by endless spreadsheets, i wonder whose dreams i’m fulfilling. my parents always wanted me to be "successful," whatever that means, but now i feel like a ghost in my own life, haunting the corridors of a company that isn’t mine. do you ever look in the mirror and think, how did i become a stranger to myself, fitting perfectly into someone else’s idea of happiness?
it's not that i regret my job as a data analyst; it's just that every time i sit in my cubicle, surrounded by endless spreadsheets, i wonder whose dreams i’m fulfilling. my parents always wanted me to be "successful," whatever that means, but now i feel like a ghost in my own life, haunting the corridors of a company that isn’t mine. do you ever look in the mirror and think, how did i become a stranger to myself, fitting perfectly into someone else’s idea of happiness?
yooo, sometimes i scroll through all these people winning the lotto and think, damn, wouldn’t it be nice if a lucky ticket just fell into my lap while i’m stuck at home binging reality shows? but then i remember, my life feels like it’s already one big lost ticket—missing conversations, empty days, and a future that feels like a really bad lottery drawing. does anyone else just feel like the odds ...