day 12 of pretending to be fine. just got back from another family gathering where they introduced me as "MNC mein kaam karta hai." they don’t see the hours I spend doubting myself, trying to make sense of a life they don't understand. every cousin seems to have this golden career while I'm just surviving at twenty-five k. when will I tell them that their comparisons suffocate me? i sat there, smi...
day 12 of scrolling through couples on social media and my mom asked me when I’ll be having kids again—like that’s even in the realm of possibility when my last breakup felt like losing a limb, but I guess no one talks about the shattered pieces left behind when you build your whole identity around someone who’s just… gone—maybe I should just get a plant or something, those don’t leave you hanging...
yoo, saw they signed Ben McDermott. my friends are posting about their fancy new toys and houses, and I’m here still wondering if I can afford lunch this week. it’s like everyone’s running a race and I’m stuck at the start line, knowing I have more potential than most but somehow always getting left behind. makes you think, does it ever end? #BenMcdermott #lifeistrue
yoo, saw they signed Ben McDermott. my friends are posting about their fancy new toys and houses, and I’m here still wondering if I can afford lunch this week. it’s like everyone’s running a race and I’m stuck at the start line, knowing I have more potential than most but somehow always getting left behind. makes you think, does it ever end? #BenMcdermott #lifeistrue
the way that news about sher malla makes my heart skip a beat just shows how lost i feel in my own life. while he takes first-ball wickets, im here battling my own anxieties, living paycheck to paycheck. everyone thinks i’m doing fine, but really, im juggling bills and pretending that these old clothes i wear are “vintage chic.” sometimes i wonder if i'll ever feel that spark of joy without the bu...