My laptop died like an ex-boyfriend with no closure, and my car payment showed up like a bouncer with a clipboard. Somewhere between ordering a charger I couldn’t afford and applying for Ontario Works, I realized dignity has a monthly subscription fee. This is a letter about money, shame, and refusing to shrink on command.
Tag: economic reality
Leaving Marketing Wasn’t a Career Change.
This piece isn’t about bitterness or failure. It’s about pattern recognition — the moment you realize your body understands something long before your résumé does.
The Math Isn’t Mathing
A record of how life actually functions underneath the spreadsheets.