“Well yeah looks like the guy your mom married makes too much money for you to deserve any form of help. Try working more!”
“Cool, I spent the last few years burning myself out for a degree while working full time and supplementing with sex work. I’ll have nightmares about a motel for the rest of my life, but now I can have a full time job and work towards owning a house now? I even promised to be a teacher, that’s a job with a huge shortage right and I shouldn’t have just grabbed a cheap online BA because there are no requirements anymore?”
“Uhh, lol no we actually want unqualified babysitters. Better than being a gross tranny.”
The fact that my ex husband spent my thirtieth birthday with someone he gave $5k too, three months before kicking me out and emptying my bank account, the fact that I live in a state where even if I were cis the resources for survivors of DV are non existent, the fact that I don’t know if my drivers license is valid anymore….
I’m not even thirty three and I’m exhausted. I can deal with my life sucking or the world sucking, but not both at the same time.
“All you need to do to succeed is go to college!”
“Cool, how do I afford it?”
“Well yeah looks like the guy your mom married makes too much money for you to deserve any form of help. Try working more!”
“Cool, I spent the last few years burning myself out for a degree while working full time and supplementing with sex work. I’ll have nightmares about a motel for the rest of my life, but now I can have a full time job and work towards owning a house now? I even promised to be a teacher, that’s a job with a huge shortage right and I shouldn’t have just grabbed a cheap online BA because there are no requirements anymore?”
“Uhh, lol no we actually want unqualified babysitters. Better than being a gross tranny.”
The fact that my ex husband spent my thirtieth birthday with someone he gave $5k too, three months before kicking me out and emptying my bank account, the fact that I live in a state where even if I were cis the resources for survivors of DV are non existent, the fact that I don’t know if my drivers license is valid anymore….
I’m not even thirty three and I’m exhausted. I can deal with my life sucking or the world sucking, but not both at the same time.
I wish i could give you a big hug. You deserve and need it.