*DISCLAIMER: Sarcastic content ahead!*
I’ve been scheduling my own doctor’s appointments for years now, so until recently, I have spent a lot of time telling myself pretty little lies, such as: “I’ve got this. I am ready for these changes. This is not a big deal. I’m practically already being an adult.”
Newsflash, friends. It’s been over a month since I’ve moved out on my own and jumped head-first into the world of “adulthood”, and let me tell you something: I’ve been sick twice, and I haven’t called a doctor once.… Read the rest