Phoenix

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2021-05-04 12:06:38 (UTC)

I don't want special treatment

For some people, it might not be a big deal. Who doesn't like special treatment. But I don't know why it makes me wanna cry.
Covid vaccination is open for 18 in my country but still in my state due to shortage of the supplies, only 45 can avail it.
But my parents want me to get the special treatment and go get the vaccine though I am just in my 20's. Their reason being, if it goes out of stock nobody knows when the next batch is coming and how long it takes before I am vaccinated.
They asked me to go last Sunday, I had such an outburst. I do not want this bending of rules. Oh, I am not so selfless as you might feel, but I think the reason for my anger is that more than the wish to get me vaccinated, my parents are driven by peer pressure to be proved superior. So and so's daughter got vaccinated, he is in Police. I don't want to prove superiority to anyone as others do. Everyone in this town is influential. Rich people who think they are above all and a phone call here and there and they can get want they want, more than what they need. Doctors, Police, politicians, builders, and who not.
Last time after my such outburst, I talked to a few friends who suggested I get vaccinated if it's a possibility because eventually everyone is bending rules. Today I went to a hospital after my father asked me again to get vaccinated. But standing there, I felt like crying. I didn't want to go through the process of telling the staff that I am the daughter of so and so and give me the special treatment and the vaccine. I am tired of this society. It's either corruption or reference. Why can't we have a smooth flow of things. Make a call here, make a call there. I do not want to do this. I don't know why it hurts me so much but it does.
My parents regret that people my age are getting vaccinated in other cities. People are reaching out to them to bend rules and their own daughter isn't vaccinated yet.
But I want a special treatment that I earned, not what my father earned. No one around me understands the reason for me throwing such tantrums, I don't have an explanation myself. But the reality is, I am crying writing this, and it's just who I am.