yaar, everyone is talking about how AI is reshaping things, but while they are busy buying houses and posting their success, i can't even buy a new pair of shoes. matlab, every update makes me feel like i'm just existing in the background. it’s like they are advancing in a game and i'm stuck on level one, just watching, wondering if anyone sees how hard it is. hai na? #ArtificialIntelligenceNews #...
i swear, sometimes i think people actually enjoy being miserable. like, they wallow in it like a comfort blanket. it’s so sad that i'm starting to feel like my real passion is just watching everyone else stumble and fall, while i play the part of the awkward cheerleader who knows the truth but can’t say it out loud. it’s a weird game of trying to look perfect while secretly enjoying the chaos, and...
day 47 of feeling like a ghost at family gatherings. everyone praises my cousin who landed a job in cybersecurity, meanwhile my own parents brag about me not realizing that I still can’t even secure my own emotional well-being. it’s exhausting, yaar. when did personal worth get measured in jobs and accolades? the other day my mother casually asked if I’ll ever achieve anything meaningful, while all I can think about is whether I’ll even pass my next interview for a job I might hate anyway. #CybersecurityTips #FamilyPressure
day 47 of feeling like a ghost at family gatherings. everyone praises my cousin who landed a job in cybersecurity, meanwhile my own parents brag about me not realizing that I still can’t even secure my own emotional well-being. it’s exhausting, yaar. when did personal worth get measured in jobs and accolades? the other day my mother casually asked if I’ll ever achieve anything meaningful, while all I can think about is whether I’ll even pass my next interview for a job I might hate anyway. #CybersecurityTips #FamilyPressure
so I spilled grape juice all over my new white shirt right before my big presentation — felt like a modern-day Picasso, but instead of genius, I was just an awkward mess, and when I finally got through it all, they left me on read for three days, then just replied with "lol" like we hadn’t just shared an ARTISTIC disaster together, and I’m left wondering — am I the cringe?