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Thoughts: it’s day 37 of watching my relatives drool over my cousin’s 'success.' while the…

kya hai yaar, kya hum itne khudgarz hain ki doston ki shaadi ke baad unse mile bina kuch mehsoos karte hain? jab bhi unki wedding pictures dekhti hoon, dil mein khud se bas ye poochti hoon, kyun nahi sab kuch waisa hi rehta? sabko friends ki taraf se sab kuch achha lag raha hai, lekin khudka kisi ko bulane ki himmat nahi hoti. koi nahi hai jo yeh sunaaye ki aaj akele chai peetey waqt kuch bhi ache...

i went to the family reunion, and all anyone could talk about was my cousin's amazing vacation. meanwhile, i was secretly thrilled my cat finally decided to sit on my lap. i felt like i was failing at life because i chose my comfort zone over those Instagram-perfect beaches. every question felt like an interrogation: "when will you travel? when will you settle down?" i mean, don’t they realize my ...

it’s day 37 of watching my relatives drool over my cousin’s 'success.' while they compare his contract to my empty wallet, i just finished deleting my last takeout app from my phone. their confidence in my earnings is almost impressive; if they only knew my life is just a revolving door of late fees and anxious looks in the mirror. i feel like a broke extra in someone else's blockbuster while kadri's got the main role. life just isn’t fair. #NazemKadri #LifeStruggles

it’s day 37 of watching my relatives drool over my cousin’s 'success.' while they compare his contract to my empty wallet, i just finished deleting my last takeout app from my phone. their confidence in my earnings is almost impressive; if they only knew my life is just a revolving door of late fees and anxious looks in the mirror. i feel like a broke extra in someone else's blockbuster while kadri's got the main role. life just isn’t fair. #NazemKadri #LifeStruggles

not gonna lie, some days i sit at my desk surrounded by bright sticky notes and lists of things to do, yet it feels like i am in a deserted island of thoughts. i have dozens of contacts in my phone, yet none of them truly know me, so i could shout into the void, but it’s just crickets and the sound of my own existential dread echoing back. honestly, sometimes i wonder if i would even recognize a g...