bruh, it hit me that i’ve been sending half-hearted texts to someone who hasn’t thought of me in months—my brain going through this elaborate negotiation like if i just say the right thing maybe we can unlock the old vibe but—what if they’re just a memory now, collecting dust, and i'm here wiping it clean hoping to shine something that's already faded—like, why can’t i let go of something that’s a...
yooo, I thought I could just unsend that message and make it all go away. like, who doesn’t think about hitting the delete button on a mistake? but then I saw the look in their eyes when they caught me deleting. I swear, it was like seeing a door shut right in my face. it felt so much worse than if I had just left it there, like I was taking something back that I never really meant to…
it's three am and i'm scrolling through pictures of my exes getting married. each ring on their fingers feels like another nail in my coffin. everyone at family gatherings asks me when i'm going to settle down, but they don't know i'm still figuring out how to settle myself. my cousin just got a huge job offer while i eat instant noodles alone in my apartment. nobody sees the weight of expectation bearing down on me, the whispers of 'you should be more like...' lingering like stale perfume. at this point, i feel like the family's favorite disappointment. the audacity of them thinking that success is the same for everyone. how do i tell them i’m terrified that i might not even reach the finish line? #NahidRana #existentialcrisis
it's three am and i'm scrolling through pictures of my exes getting married. each ring on their fingers feels like another nail in my coffin. everyone at family gatherings asks me when i'm going to settle down, but they don't know i'm still figuring out how to settle myself. my cousin just got a huge job offer while i eat instant noodles alone in my apartment. nobody sees the weight of expectation bearing down on me, the whispers of 'you should be more like...' lingering like stale perfume. at this point, i feel like the family's favorite disappointment. the audacity of them thinking that success is the same for everyone. how do i tell them i’m terrified that i might not even reach the finish line? #NahidRana #existentialcrisis
wait, so picture this: i was at the grocery store, minding my own business, when i accidentally yelled "AVOCADOS ARE MY FAVORITE!" in the produce aisle because i was excited about the sale. and instead of laughing it off, i LOCKED EYES with this sweet old lady, who looked me dead in the face and said, “you could do worse,” and walked away. now i'm banned from that store and have to drive twenty ex...