My Parents Refused To Help After My Crash—So I Took Control From The ICU

graduates. I wrote and rewrote my cover letter sixteen times until every word felt like truth and ambition balanced in perfect equilibrium.

Then I submitted it and forced myself to forget about it, because hope was dangerous and disappointment was a familiar enemy I knew how to fight.

But now, sitting in the breakroom with the smell of bacon grease embedded continue reading …