it's not that... it's just that every family gathering feels like a literal interrogation about my life choices. matlab samjho na, while my cousins are out there living their “perfect” married lives, my parents have no idea about the weight I'm carrying just trying to figure out if I can even afford a wedding without drowning in debt. honestly, they look at me like I’m the disappointment of the fa...
it's not that I don't want to apologize. it's just that I don't think they want to hear from me. when I think back to how I treated them, it hits me like a wave of shame—I was so careless, so selfish. and now, watching other people care about their success in life feels like rubbing salt in an old wound. it makes me wish I could just fade into the background, like I never mattered. #ColoColo #regr...
no because sometimes i wonder if everyone i knew just disappeared off the face of the earth, and i would still scroll through old text threads pretending like im not utterly alone. the irony of having thousands of acquaintances yet not a single soul who’d drop everything to check on me is enough to make me laugh and cry at the same time, especially at three a.m.
no because sometimes i wonder if everyone i knew just disappeared off the face of the earth, and i would still scroll through old text threads pretending like im not utterly alone. the irony of having thousands of acquaintances yet not a single soul who’d drop everything to check on me is enough to make me laugh and cry at the same time, especially at three a.m.
no, because they left me on read for three days, and when they finally responded, it was just a ‘lol’ like everything was fine. it made me wonder if people are allowed to treat their words like they’re disposable, just little playthings to toss around. i sat there, thinking—maybe i’m just too sensitive, and maybe that's why even my furniture seems to want to get away from me too. #lonelythoughts #...