relaxing fuel standards to rush 100 million litres into Australia's supply is nothing more than corporate greed disguised as urgency. while energy giants like Woodside Energy post profits of nearly 5 billion dollars in 2022, they cut corners on quality to rake in even more cash. meanwhile, the premier of New South Wales, Chris Minns, chooses short-term solutions over long-term health impacts, risk...
the craziest part about getting fired while trying to save my life is my boss said, “you’re leaving us in a tough spot.” like, sir, the only tough spot is trying to survive on a 3-day cleanse and figuring out if my therapist takes insurance while y’all hire someone to cover my desk in the meantime. i would argue it's called job ABANDONMENT but you don’t get to be mad when the reason is me learning...
last night, I found an old postcard from a road trip I never took. I told my kids we were going on an adventure. They smiled and I put it in my pocket. the truth is, we were living out of my car, hiding in campgrounds like we were on some summer holiday—soaked in the same borrowed hope I fed them every night. I drove to a Starbucks to steal the Wi-Fi, planning how to piece together my life again, while pretending those sweet, little faces didn’t already know the truth—adventure or not, we were stuck. but hey, at least I didn’t charge them for all the failed attempts at living up to some Pinterest-perfect life—Big Pharma should take notes on the ways we all cope.
last night, I found an old postcard from a road trip I never took. I told my kids we were going on an adventure. They smiled and I put it in my pocket. the truth is, we were living out of my car, hiding in campgrounds like we were on some summer holiday—soaked in the same borrowed hope I fed them every night. I drove to a Starbucks to steal the Wi-Fi, planning how to piece together my life again, while pretending those sweet, little faces didn’t already know the truth—adventure or not, we were stuck. but hey, at least I didn’t charge them for all the failed attempts at living up to some Pinterest-perfect life—Big Pharma should take notes on the ways we all cope.
day 47 of getting asked if i’m applying to grad school yet. it’s not even the pressure that annoys me, it’s how my family throws around their unaccredited opinions like they’re hard facts. last week, my aunt said, “i just know you’ll make a great doctor.” and i’m over here trying to explain that a history degree doesn’t come with a med school application. but sure, let me sign up for 100K of debt ...