Let me ask you something: Have you ever felt that sharp, hot twist in your gut when someone else’s victory feels like a personal defeat? Like life handed them a golden ticket while you’re stuck holding a “try again later” scratch-off? Yeah. Me too. Let’s rewind. Picture this: It’s 3 AM. My laptop screen casts a ghostly glow as I stare at my 27th internship rejection email. The reason? “ Your three-month availability doesn’t align with our needs.” Translation: We want someone who’ll stick around long enough to memorize the coffee orders . I’m fresh out of graduation, armed with a master’s degree pursuit and a three-month void of what now? So, like any rational human, I do the thing. I open LinkedIn. Big. Mistake. Suddenly, my feed is a highlight reel of everyone else’s wins. Dia at Google. Faiyaz launching a startup. Emma's doing “meaningful work” in Bali (with a sunset backdrop, of course). My screen screams, Look at them thriving while yo...
LIFE IS A PARTY, AND YOU ARE THE PINATA. - Adulthood Man, it's been a while since I last wrote anything. Today's topic? Relatable, I bet. Life's on fast forward, and my friend seems to be lapping everyone in this race. Scrolling through Instagram, I see their snapshots. I'm happy for them, but also, it feels damn, they've come so far. It feels like I'm stuck at the starting line they left behind. Then it hits me – this is adulthood. Suddenly, I get why that damn Ross from Friends freaked out over a stolen sandwich. We all start at the same place, but the racecourse itself changes. My friend might've reached their goal, but they're probably envious of someone else's achievement too. We're all just trying to walk a mile in someone else's shoes, right? Even writing this feels like a release. Every word type feels like a weight off my chest. This whole "adulting" thing is unsettling, and finding my groove will take time. Remember tha...