He never ceases to betray me. This evening he told my dad that I want to study psychology instead of “medicine”. You can imagine how that went. (My dad thinks it’s cause I’m failing & psychology is “easier” that’s why i decided to switch. little does he know this has been my best yr and psychology isn’t exactly 1+1=2…the shit African children go thru I swear). If you are African you know what it means to not want to study medicine. We joke about it a lot but we know how our parents spend their every waking minute building this foundation that we shall one day be able to plant our feet on while wearing white coats and spending endless hours making that M.D. type cash. Endless, laborious, unwilling, detested hours…..I just can’t right now. The tears are flowing y’all. I just can’t.
Him: Do you wanna be a pauper on the street!?
Me: (inside) if I will be happy and loving what I am doing then yes daddy a thousand times yes.