I'm Dr. Force and that's my boy Marvel. I'm the good kind of psychiatrist based in Miami Beach. Lost my job in July due to workplace discrimination—currently in litigation. Between loans, mortgage, HOA fees, and everyday cost of living here, I'm stretched thin. Zero savings; divorce took its toll, finances have been a mess ever since. Marvel's even had to stay with my friend; I can hardly pay for my main man.

Looking to stabilize, get my head straight, and transition into the next chapter—whatever that holds.

Right now? Bills don't pause for hope. A thousand a day covers all bases—mortgage, loans, groceries, legal stuff. Worst case, five hundred keeps me alive.

Next gig? Months out—every hospital wants clearances, background checks, credentialing. Physicians don't just bounce from bed to bed. But me and Marvel do ;)

Any amount helps.