Today I wake up and my face is mega puffy from extra water retention, but this (+ hypersomnia) is the extent of my PMS symptoms

and it’s 90+ degrees F outside, but I don’t have to go outside, and I’m sweaty and dehydrated in this large house but not to the point where I can’t focus on anything, in fact, I am totally comfortable and drinking large cups of ice water and lemonade while

my parents grew up without heating or AC. Into grad school they’d be studying and taking tests in humid 100-degree weather

so they don’t mind Chicago summers, which are dry

and they’d get to take a bath every week or so, and all of their food was rationed

When they came to the US, they were so proud when they could finally buy a badminton racket (I don’t know when they were able to buy the second badminton racket) and cried when their used bike got stolen

and they worked and worked and saved and saved and became citizens by reciting the 13 colonies and a bunch of other American things and they voted in 2000

Now they have three cars (one for my brother and me to drive) and they donate to NPR and the American Cancer Society

and they’re paying for both my brother’s higher education and mine from their savings

and here I am eating a veggie burger, and later I’m going to use the treadmill in the basement #SUBURBIA

I don’t have asthma, I don’t have allergies,

I’m not employed, but it is OK,

and this is my super privileged life

My parents gave me everything

so what am I going to do with it?

When am I going to stop having emo existential crises

and start accepting what I’ve been given?!

Love,

Bananena