trying to juggle work and caring for my parent is exhausting, like i get into the office and suddenly i am just so tired but i have to pretend everything is fine and keep smiling at meetings, and it feels like no one even sees how hard it is just to get through a single day. sometimes it hits me out of nowhere, like the way my mom forgets my name now and the people i work with just ask how i am do...
यार, matlab samjho na, rent pay karne ke liye kuch bhi nahi bacha aaj, credit card bills dekh ke heart toh phir se gira, par khud pehna pada dusron ko bas aise smile karna hai, ghar wale samjhate nahi kyun mere do betiyon ka future chhota ho raha hai.
so turns out my whole childhood was like a really dark version of a reality show where my parent was the villain — guess i should have known when the only thing i got for christmas was a healthy dose of trust issues and a big fat “surprise” that the money for my “dream” life was stolen from other people.
so turns out my whole childhood was like a really dark version of a reality show where my parent was the villain — guess i should have known when the only thing i got for christmas was a healthy dose of trust issues and a big fat “surprise” that the money for my “dream” life was stolen from other people.
why did i think it was a good idea to start sewing with that super tiny needle at 3am—now i am wide awake replaying my entire life while this stupid needle somehow created the world's most elaborate knot that i might as well be using to fish in a lake for all the good it's doing me.