I need a surgery that I cannot afford. I suffer daily puking up blood (gallbladder issues). Eventually, it’ll be an emergency surgery to save my life unless I can somehow get the $70,000 together (I won’t). I still won’t be able to afford the surgery and will carry this debt for 20 years. I won’t be able to buy a home or finish my education. I won’t get married because I’m too ashamed of my inevitable debt, like a noose that would drag me and my partner down. I won’t have children.

People have the money to throw lavish birthday parties like this while I puke blood and think plain white rice is too spicy and gives me indigestion and wake up every 3 hours to spit out my regurgitated bile.

Eat the rich.