There comes a day in your 20s when the generational difference between you and your parents suddenly becomes crystal clear and you have to make peace with the fact that there’s some part of them that will never change because that’s just how they were raised by their times.
Hi, ER Doc here.
If your nose is bleeding, DO NOT TILT YOUR HEAD BACK. This just makes the blood drip down the back of your throat and you will then swallow and/or choke on it. Pinch the soft part of your nose and TILT YOUR HEAD FORWARD. Please tell your friends about this.
I asked a friend who's a criminal defense lawyer what he'd change about the world to fix the most problems. He specializes in death penalty cases, so he's seen a lot. I expected him to say drugs, but he said if he could change one thing, it would be to make people better parents.
I think it’s fairly safe to say that the issue majorly is w women making their own decisions. If they pick something for themselves, the society thinks it’s their prerogative to give unsolicited opinions.
This is the time when most of us become more financially independent, mature, we try to be healthier/fitter but this is also when your friends start getting married and reproducing and you have to face your parents’ mortality/old age and you can no longer take risks with career
Does anyone else feel like their life rn is like Geet’s dialogue from the Jab We Met climax? Everything is alright, nothing outright intolerable and yet ek ajeeb sa darr lag raha hai, bechaini si, jaise koi train choot rahi ho….it sums up late 20s anxiety perfectly. (1/3)
Everyone talks about breakups, divorces but few people talk of dozens of emotional estrangement that we accumulate in the name of friendship.
Maybe we got busy, maybe they got poor, maybe we married someone who felt insecure, maybe they chose a lifestyle that's not you.
Be happy for them. Much like love, if friends come back, they were meant to be yours.
If they don't come back, you've done what both of you could do for each other.
Don't feel alone.
Don't feel jealous.
Don't be bereft.
One thing I’ll never forget is how little it takes for a resident to make an intern feel good. A pat on the back, an invitation for tea, or a simple thank you. As we become residents, let’s not forget that. It starts with us. Let’s not become the people we disliked.
Instead of a boring "Happy Women's Day!" I wish
My mother, who has been preparing me to be a buhari since I was 9 years old, would stop measuring her worth by how well of a buhari I will be.