My life has always unfolded like a never-ending soap opera, a spectacle of drama and absurdity that rivals even the most melodramatic TV shows. If you were to chronicle the series of events that have paraded through my life, you'd find yourself thoroughly entertained, as if you'd binge-watched an entire season of scandalous reality television.

My parents even half-jokingly speculated that one day I might pen an autobiography, though they likely never took that idea seriously. After all, who would believe I could turn my chaotic existence into a book? I'm certainly not cut out for the literary spotlight. Besides, my social media profiles already serve as an exhaustive dossier on me—if someone were inclined, they could compile a CV from my online presence alone.