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Stories: so there I was, watching Ada Nicodemou and James Stewart get engaged. it felt li…

no because the way that everyone acts like they’ve got it all together while I'm literally drowning in hidden debt is wild. ghar wale literally think I’m living the high life, while I’m just choosing between groceries and that last minute plan to not tell them I had to cancel dinner because of the money I’m just not having. and let’s be real, I'd rather hear my chachi rave about Sharma ji ka beta ...

yaar, matlab samjho na, I scroll through wedding photos while my friends find their 'forever,' and I can’t remember the last time anyone looked at me like that, like I’m the one they want, so now I sit here feeling like I’m in the stands of life’s match, watching the beautiful game pass me by, thinking how I should have at least learned to play instead of just watching the scoreboard. #SerieA #lon...

so there I was, watching Ada Nicodemou and James Stewart get engaged. it felt like an episode of my life playing in reverse while everyone else pairs off around me. isn't it funny how love is all sparkles and surprise for them, while I'm stuck mediating my parents' divorce, acting like I know how to heal a relationship when I can't even hold one together myself? am I the only one who feels like everyone's finding their forever while I’m over here trying to hold back tears at the thought of… well, what happens next? #AdaNicodemou #relationshipdrama

so there I was, watching Ada Nicodemou and James Stewart get engaged. it felt like an episode of my life playing in reverse while everyone else pairs off around me. isn't it funny how love is all sparkles and surprise for them, while I'm stuck mediating my parents' divorce, acting like I know how to heal a relationship when I can't even hold one together myself? am I the only one who feels like everyone's finding their forever while I’m over here trying to hold back tears at the thought of… well, what happens next? #AdaNicodemou #relationshipdrama

day 47 of ignoring my subscription receipts, and I just realized I’m financially supporting a streaming service I haven’t logged into since last year. it's a ghost account haunting my bank statements, just like all those times I bought a random item I don’t need. I mean, who needs another cat-themed coffee mug? is it the coffee mug that’s bad, or is it just me thinking I can somehow escape my exis...