Support Bryan after his accident in Bangkok

Hello, my name is Jordan and I’m setting this up for a friend here in Bangkok. Any money donated would be appreciated.

Hey everyone, my name is Bryan, and I’m an immigrant from Myanmar living and working in Bangkok, Thailand.

A few nights ago, I was just heading home from work like any normal day—but everything changed in an instant.

It was around 10 PM. I was riding my motorcycle down Sukhumvit Road. Traffic wasn’t too heavy, and I was cruising in the right lane. Out of nowhere, a scooter from the middle lane turned on their signal and suddenly tried to make a U-turn—right in front of me.

I didn’t have much time to react. I ride a manual bike, so I downshifted fast, but it was too close. In my head, I saw three options:

Swerve left—but there were cars there.

Hit the scooter—but I knew someone could die.

Take the hit and steer into the concrete barrier.

I chose the third option.

As an immigrant here, I just didn’t want to risk hurting anyone or getting caught up in a mess with the police. I’d rather take the hit myself. And I did. I crashed into the concrete, and my bike slammed into me. I was stuck between the barrier and the motorcycle—basically acting as a cushion for it.

I remember my head hitting hard, but luckily my helmet saved me. Everything went blurry. I was under the bike, screaming, trying to push it off me. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t move. It was hell.

Some kind people nearby helped me out. The crash happened right in front of a hospital, so I got rushed to the ER fast—but the injuries were serious.

I broke three of my left ribs and fractured parts of my spine.

Right now, I can’t walk at all. I’m just lying here in this hospital bed 24/7. The pain is constant. I can’t even turn without feeling like my body’s on fire.

And the worst part? I don’t have insurance. Back in Myanmar, insurance isn’t really a thing people grow up with, and I honestly never thought I’d need it. But now the hospital bills are piling up, and I’m overwhelmed.

That’s why I’m asking for help. I’m trying to raise $6,000 to cover my medical bills and recovery.

I never thought I’d be in this situation, flat on my back, unable to move, asking strangers for help—but here I am. If you can help even a little, or just share this with others, I’d be incredibly grateful. It would mean everything to me.

Thanks for reading,

Bryan