Posts by Mahak Singhal

Margaret stared at her kitchen counter, counting the pill bottles for the third time that morning. Tuesday? Wednesday? The days blurred together like watercolors in the rain. Her phone buzzed…

Sarah stood in her backyard last July, watching water from her sprinkler system race down the slight incline and disappear into the storm drain. Her neighbor's identical garden, just ten…

Sarah noticed her teenage daughter's shoulders sagging as she walked through the front door after school. "How was your day, honey?" she asked, the same question she'd been asking for…

Last Thursday morning, I watched my 28-year-old neighbor drag himself to his car like he was walking through quicksand. Dark circles, shoulders hunched, the whole "why is life so hard"…

Sarah's alarm went off at 6:30 AM, but she'd been awake for an hour already. Not because she was excited about the day ahead, but because her neck felt like…

I used to stand in my kitchen doorway every morning, coffee getting cold in my hand, staring at the chaos like it had personally wronged me. Keys on the counter,…

Sarah thought she was being smart with money. She'd gotten a raise six months earlier and felt like she'd earned the right to upgrade a few things in her life.…

Margaret stood at the pharmacy counter, waiting to pick up her prescription. The young pharmacist was deep in conversation with a woman her daughter's age, discussing workout routines and weekend…

Margaret thought the aching in her legs was just part of getting older. Every evening around six, like clockwork, her calves would grow heavy and tight, making even simple tasks…

Last Tuesday evening, I found myself staring into my refrigerator at 6 PM with absolutely no dinner plan. The kind of tired that makes even ordering pizza feel overwhelming had…