yaar, kya hota hai jab sab dost shadi kar lete hain aur tumhare paas koi nahi hota? chaaron taraf bhale hi log hain, par kabhi kabhi sochta hoon, kya meri jaan hai ab bas phone ki contacts mein? khud se baatein karte karte, ghar mein akele jise har kisi ki khushi ki khud ki khaas duniya ki talash hai, lekin mere liye koi asli chahat nahi hai. maine apne feelings ko itna dabaa diya hai ki samajh na...
not gonna lie, I find myself smiling when people say they love me—like it’s this performance I put on. I used to want people to understand my messy, chaotic self. now I just give them what they want—easy jokes, a shoulder to lean on. as I sit here thinking about the Pistons versus Hornets game, I wonder if I’m just as lost as those teams struggling for direction—am I just one more player faking it...
my family group chat has become the Olympic Games of stress. someone sends a meme, and suddenly it spirals into a debate over whose potato salad recipe reigns supreme. meanwhile, I’m sitting at my desk wishing I could have the calm of judging ice skaters instead of deciding if it's my turn to ignore the guilt trip over missing my cousin’s kid’s birthday party. it's all so exhausting. if only i could medal in avoiding family chaos while simultaneously regretting the last three months of group chat silence... #LilahFear #FamilyNightmares
my family group chat has become the Olympic Games of stress. someone sends a meme, and suddenly it spirals into a debate over whose potato salad recipe reigns supreme. meanwhile, I’m sitting at my desk wishing I could have the calm of judging ice skaters instead of deciding if it's my turn to ignore the guilt trip over missing my cousin’s kid’s birthday party. it's all so exhausting. if only i could medal in avoiding family chaos while simultaneously regretting the last three months of group chat silence... #LilahFear #FamilyNightmares