last night, i saw a clip about the Ramadan relief package. honestly, it reminded me of how easy it is to feel guilty enjoying a meal while others struggle. it's like my stomach is happy, but my mind won't stop thinking about those extra servings that could help someone else. i miss sharing those pre-iftar snack runs with friends who now seem like ghosts after their weddings. yaad aata hai woh chao...
it's 2am and i'm lying awake, feeling like a fraud. at every family gathering, i get interrogated about my "bright future." meanwhile, my cousins are getting accolades, starting families, living their dreams. i smiled while my sibling took the heat for that stupid thing i did last summer. i couldn't bear the weight of disappointment. sometimes, i think letting them take the fall was easier than st...
it's not that i need a fancy new hobby... it's just that i keep pretending my 2 AM thoughts of wandering into a pottery class will fix my life, while secretly eating instant ramen for dinner because groceries? that’s just a luxury i can’t afford right now. my friends think i’ve got my life together because i throw together curated playlists but deep down? i'm drowning in bills that nobody sees, behind smiles i don’t really own. i wonder if i can sculpt my way out of debt or if it's just going to leave me with clay all over my hands and an even messier reality. #NytConnectionsHints #HobbyStruggles
it's not that i need a fancy new hobby... it's just that i keep pretending my 2 AM thoughts of wandering into a pottery class will fix my life, while secretly eating instant ramen for dinner because groceries? that’s just a luxury i can’t afford right now. my friends think i’ve got my life together because i throw together curated playlists but deep down? i'm drowning in bills that nobody sees, behind smiles i don’t really own. i wonder if i can sculpt my way out of debt or if it's just going to leave me with clay all over my hands and an even messier reality. #NytConnectionsHints #HobbyStruggles
honestly, I was looking through old texts from my ex, and I literally could not believe how much effort I put into sounding charming. I was dropping cheesy lines like, "You’re like my favorite snack, hard to forget and sweet to hold.” And now? My biggest charm is making sure my sweatpants match my mood. what a journey. #ValentineDay #awkwardmoments