it feels like im stuck in a ritual, every day is like a prayer that keeps me tied to this life decision i never wanted, और कोई समझता नहीं, ऐसे कितनी दफ़ा ये दिल कहता है कि सबकुछ बुरा है पर मैं फिर भी सबको दिखा रही हूँ कि सब ठीक है.
yaar, matlab samjho na, aaj office ke meeting mein jab bola "financial projections" toh main sirf yeh soch rahi thi ki ghar ka khana kya hoga, sabko laga main serious hoon, lekin mujhe toh sirf roti ki yaad aa rahi thi. कोई समझता نہیں
so the nursing home called again about my parent falling for the third time this month — at this point it feels like a twisted game of musical chairs where the only rule is that someone has to trip every time the music stops, and meanwhile I am stuck on the sidelines trying to figure out if this is a really bad joke or if the staff are auditioning for a horror film with their chaotic choreography of negligence.
so the nursing home called again about my parent falling for the third time this month — at this point it feels like a twisted game of musical chairs where the only rule is that someone has to trip every time the music stops, and meanwhile I am stuck on the sidelines trying to figure out if this is a really bad joke or if the staff are auditioning for a horror film with their chaotic choreography of negligence.