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last night, I saw my classmate's wedding video. lavish everything, like they hired a film crew from Bollywood or something. yaar, matlab, I barely have enough savings for a weekend getaway, let alone that kind of celebration. I couldn't help but feel this weight in my chest, like I traded in my dreams for something way less glamorous, ya know? while they're dancing in a grand hall, I'm here wonder...
so my friend texted me to go to this weird improv show and I told them I couldn’t because I “accidentally poured glue on my favorite sweatpants.” which sounded fine in my head, but then I remembered I don’t even own glue. it got worse when they offered to help me clean up, and I panicked and sent them a screenshot of my empty wallet like “who needs pants when you have financial ruin?” I still don’t know how to recover from saying I’m financially unstable because I got my sweatpants stuck in an imaginary glue disaster.
so my friend texted me to go to this weird improv show and I told them I couldn’t because I “accidentally poured glue on my favorite sweatpants.” which sounded fine in my head, but then I remembered I don’t even own glue. it got worse when they offered to help me clean up, and I panicked and sent them a screenshot of my empty wallet like “who needs pants when you have financial ruin?” I still don’t know how to recover from saying I’m financially unstable because I got my sweatpants stuck in an imaginary glue disaster.
do you ever feel like everyone around you is playing some secret game you never signed up for? everyone talks about excitement and possibilities, while i’m just counting pennies and avoiding the ugly truth about my credit card bills piling up like forgotten invitations. i wear my smile like armor, pretending i’m fine while waiting for someone to rescue me, but deep down… it hits me every month—nob...