why does it feel like my family group chat is just a live-action version of my nightmares? every ping pulls me deeper into a spiral of anxiety. while south africa thrashes it out on the field, i’m in a battle against an endless loop of "have you eaten?" and "when will you settle down?" i want to manifest a love that’ll lift me away from this chaos, but maybe i just need to stop craving validation ...
बात ये है कि, जब मैं देखता हूँ कि मेरे सारे दोस्त गहने पहनकर शादी कर रहे हैं, तो मैं बस अपने फर्श पर लेटा होता हूँ। मैं इनको देखकर इतना एंग्री हो जाता हूँ, जैसे मुझे सिर्फ रोटी खाने का हक है और ये सब पैसों के पेड़ लगाकर शादी कर रहे हैं। जबकि मेरा तो खर्चा हफ्ते की पैसों में घुटने तक आता है, और मम्मी को बताना पड़ता है कि मेरा मोबाइल क्रैश हो गया है, जबकि असल में वो मेरा दो महीनों का दायित्व बन गया ...
I bought an inflatable flamingo yesterday because it was on sale. Who needs a massive pink bird in their living room? Obviously, I do. As I stared at it, I thought, "this will definitely elevate my ambiance." Meanwhile, my laundry pile is still taller than my sense of accomplishment. And now, with tomorrow’s weather forecast whispering of cold and rain, I can’t help but wonder if I’ll end up blowing it up just to wallow in my poor choices while avoiding all the grown-up stuff I should be doing. #明天的天氣 #adultingishard
I bought an inflatable flamingo yesterday because it was on sale. Who needs a massive pink bird in their living room? Obviously, I do. As I stared at it, I thought, "this will definitely elevate my ambiance." Meanwhile, my laundry pile is still taller than my sense of accomplishment. And now, with tomorrow’s weather forecast whispering of cold and rain, I can’t help but wonder if I’ll end up blowing it up just to wallow in my poor choices while avoiding all the grown-up stuff I should be doing. #明天的天氣 #adultingishard
wait—my friend just posted stunning photos from the Maldives while I’m here planning how to stretch my ramen into next week. it's wild—everyone thinks I’m fine just because I smile in the group chat, but I’m hiding debt like it’s a collection of exes’ numbers. do they even realize the gap between vacation bliss and my actual life? funny how nobody mentions the sacrifices we make to pretend we are ...