I told him I needed life insurance. He said sure. He told me I needed disability insurance. I told him no (three times in fact). He asked if I was healthy, and I mentioned a couple of medical problems for which I get treatment. Eventually, though he sold me on the idea of going for it. “What could it hurt to try….” It hurt a lot.
I still remember exactly where I was when suicide first touched my life. I was in my second year of residency. I was sleeping. It was 2 am two days before Christmas when I received the call from my mom. I can’t explain why, but I knew immediately. This started my journey into wondering why doctors kill themselves.
It is the time of year when freshly minted interns are about to be made, and graduating residents are about to become brand new attending physicians. So, I thought it might be helpful to outline how I created and then maintained my personal finance knowledge base during those times of transition. Specifically, this post is … Read more