Trade-off

I always think everything is fine. I drink vitamins and sleep early. I tried not to get any flu or cough. However, I got more than that. An aural polyp so to say. Been spending months of treatment but it all boiled down to an operation…
I cried when I heard about it. I cried not because of the pain but
because of the money that would be spent….all on me.
I worked because I wanted to become independent….but now, I’m still as helpless as an infant. Now I appreciate Bruno Mars’ song…I wanna be a billionaire so freakin bad. I don’t know how to face my parents. They will surely spend for it….but it’s just so painful to see that all of their money will go to me.

I can’t complain of course… I love God above all. I know he has plans but I just can’t bear the fact that I can’t even help myself now…