sometimes, i think about how i once saved lives as a doctor back home. now, i drive around with a pizza in my lap, feeling like a glorified delivery person. i see wellness influencers on social media hawking essential oils and crystals like they hold the answers, while i'm just trying to make sense of this reality. it's funny how society praises those who hustle for a 'better life,' yet here i am,...
day 184 of waking up at noon because why not. tried to study for the fifth time for the UPSC—literally scribbled down “lessons learned” on a used takeaway box. my family looks at me like i’m a classic car stuck in neutral—something pretty on the outside but just sitting there, completely useless. my resume is now a form of modern art titled "the unattainable dream"—subtle strokes of rejection lett...
wait, so I just got a diagnosis that sounds like a spell from a bad Harry Potter sequel, and the first thought in my head is how I’m gonna juggle the treatment costs like they’re flaming swords at a circus. like, do I really have to consider starting a GoFundMe, or do I just slap a credit card on it and pray it doesn't explode like a bad game of Monopoly? somehow, my health became an unpaid internship in the world of medical bills, and I’m literally more worried about who’s covering the co-pay than what I have to do to survive. #brokeanddying #healthcarehumor
wait, so I just got a diagnosis that sounds like a spell from a bad Harry Potter sequel, and the first thought in my head is how I’m gonna juggle the treatment costs like they’re flaming swords at a circus. like, do I really have to consider starting a GoFundMe, or do I just slap a credit card on it and pray it doesn't explode like a bad game of Monopoly? somehow, my health became an unpaid internship in the world of medical bills, and I’m literally more worried about who’s covering the co-pay than what I have to do to survive. #brokeanddying #healthcarehumor
its 2am and i just discovered my sibling opened multiple credit cards in my name, including one for a taco truck. apparently they have my social security number saved in their notes app. my parents said to forgive them because "we are family," but somehow i am convinced this is just their long-term scheme to get me to fund their late-night taco addiction. i mean, i could barely pay for my own groc...