For the first time in my life, I asked an insurance agent out for a chat.
Man, how the tables have turned. Except they're not called insurance agents anymore, but Financial Services Consultants (FSC). Time to adapt.
If the very idea of dollars-and-cents gives you the jitters, you're not alone. I've ghosted FSCs far too many times to count—messages blue-ticked for two years and up; my hesitance eventually evolving into an existential nightmare.
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Perhaps, I've unknowingly mirrored this silly dance from watching my parents deal with their own finances. Like most people, they've adopted the ignorance-is-bliss, you-only-live-once (YOLO) mindset when it comes to financial planning.
The apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Perhaps, I've unknowingly mirrored this silly dance from watching my parents deal with their own finances. Like most people, they've adopted the ignorance-is-bliss, you-only-live-once (YOLO) mindset when it comes to financial planning.
It took a pandemic—a disruption so jarring that people (including my parents) were sent towards deeper introspection for once. Corona, though a global crisis, single-handedly rallied aspiring fitspos, gardeners and home chefs to the frontlines of social media. It was then that we questioned what a "better life" even means. In wanting better for ourselves, we scrambled to review finances, relationships, health, and fitness—or our lack thereof.