i watched the highlights of Brignone’s victory, like, wow, what a powerhouse. meanwhile, my life feels like a never-ending struggle against my couch, which is literally judging me for not affording anything beyond instant noodles and “budget” luxuries, you know? saw my friends posting about dinner plans, but all i could think was how the only ‘hot meal’ in my life right now is literally just heate...
sometimes i wonder why i even moved here. yaar, everyone’s still living their perfect lives, while i sit alone every weekend. during family calls, it feels like an interrogation about my job and who i’ve met. matlab, do they even know how hard it is to find real connections? i hate feeling like the eldest daughter whose success means i should already have everything figured out, while deep down i ...
wait, you know how life can feel like one big game but sometimes you realize you are just sitting on the sidelines? the whole thing about Tasmania vs New South Wales got me thinking, like, yaar, why do I feel like the spectator when my own life is happening? recently had to face the reality that I relied on someone else for every little bit of my emotional support. now, I'm just this lonely player in a game I thought I was winning. matlab, when the team is out, you just sit there wondering if you even know how to play without them. #TasmaniaVsNewSouthWales #lifechoices
wait, you know how life can feel like one big game but sometimes you realize you are just sitting on the sidelines? the whole thing about Tasmania vs New South Wales got me thinking, like, yaar, why do I feel like the spectator when my own life is happening? recently had to face the reality that I relied on someone else for every little bit of my emotional support. now, I'm just this lonely player in a game I thought I was winning. matlab, when the team is out, you just sit there wondering if you even know how to play without them. #TasmaniaVsNewSouthWales #lifechoices
i was scrolling through my feed, saw my classmate's wedding video, yaar. matlab, fifty lakhs on a celebration, while here i am, drowning in solitude with just fifty thousand saved up. friends who used to know my every thought are now just faces in a crowd. i feel like a ghost at my own life’s party. dozens of contacts, bhai, but when did anyone really check in? when did loneliness become my most f...