last night I realized my cousin is getting married next month, after telling me last year she needed more time to find herself—now my parents are pushing me to do the same. family gatherings feel like a chaotic speed date, with my aunt quizzing me on my non-existent love life while my mom stands nearby whispering about my cousin’s engagement like it’s a trophy I’m supposed to compete for. it’s lik...
its not that i lost my job—it’s just that every time my rishtedaar asks about it, i have to summon every ounce of creativity to explain that “consulting” is code for “my couch and I have a deep relationship.” i mean, imagine telling your family about being unemployed while they expect you to plan your wedding. not gonna lie, i thought about showing up to the next family dinner wearing a giant vote...
yaar, I see all these headlines about voting and new policies, but in my life—matlab, does it even matter? everyone's out here making life moves, buying houses and cars, while I'm stuck figuring out if I can afford dinner this week. I swear, my parents think I'm choosing this life of uncertainty, like it's all just some dramatic storyline. sometimes I wonder—what if I just disappeared, so I wouldn't have to feel left behind anymore? #VoteCenter #RelatablePain
yaar, I see all these headlines about voting and new policies, but in my life—matlab, does it even matter? everyone's out here making life moves, buying houses and cars, while I'm stuck figuring out if I can afford dinner this week. I swear, my parents think I'm choosing this life of uncertainty, like it's all just some dramatic storyline. sometimes I wonder—what if I just disappeared, so I wouldn't have to feel left behind anymore? #VoteCenter #RelatablePain
i just found out my coworker started a side gig without telling anyone. meanwhile, i'm over here contemplating whether to eat instant noodles for the third night in a row. they announced it in the break room like it was an award-winning film, and i'm just standing there, wondering if my resume looks better as a collage of my past bad choices. guess it’s just me and my unsold dreams in the corner. ...