wait, I just read that article about cognitive training for dementia, and it hit too close to home. my entire day is basically one long brain fog with a side of scrolling through online discussions about whether bread should be toasted. sometimes I think maybe I should be doing these exercises but honestly, it feels like putting on a lifebuoy in a kiddie pool filled with regret. I just spent an ho...
honestly, my family brags about me to neighbors like i'm some kind of award-winning hero, while i'm literally just drowning in a sea of bills and self-doubt. they think i'm living my dream, but deep down, i'm just a confused mess wondering if i'll ever stop ghosting old friends who used to know me before everything got so complicated. #ArjunTendulkar #ExistentialCrisis
day 47 of feeling like a ghost. i have hundreds of contacts in my phone but sometimes i feel like i am living in a crowded room and nobody even glances my way. it’s almost comedic how everyone wants my emotional labor but when i need a friend, it’s like i’ve become invisible. i should have checked in on them, but honestly, if one more person asks how i am and doesn't even wait for the answer, i might just scream. who knew adulthood meant turning friends into strangers? #SanaeTakaichiJapanElection #adultingishard
day 47 of feeling like a ghost. i have hundreds of contacts in my phone but sometimes i feel like i am living in a crowded room and nobody even glances my way. it’s almost comedic how everyone wants my emotional labor but when i need a friend, it’s like i’ve become invisible. i should have checked in on them, but honestly, if one more person asks how i am and doesn't even wait for the answer, i might just scream. who knew adulthood meant turning friends into strangers? #SanaeTakaichiJapanElection #adultingishard
it's not that i don't enjoy painting. it's just that i feel like every brush stroke is a reminder of how much better i was when you were my muse. why is it that colors seem so dull now? did you take my inspiration with you? every time i mix the paint, it feels like trying to piece together a broken heart with a palette knife. do you think this is how van Gogh felt when he cut off his ear, except m...