I am so damn tired.
Exhausted.
Like every day.
And I just need to share this and hope that a shred of air comes my way because I can't remember the last day I felt like I was above water.
I work at a national hardware store that has its employees wear an orange aprons and my wife works a local restaurant in the front of the house and we both can only work twenty hours a week because we get Medicare.
Yup we are the working poor;
The ones who qualify for Medicare and EBT because of how poor we are, but also we need the Medicare and EBT because just one of my wife's diabetes medications cost $600 a month and we often get to the end of the month with the pantry running low because of the rate of corporate green and inflation on food.
The ones who dream of living beyond paycheck to paycheck.
The ones who work so damn hard to make sure that our twelve year old son (who has autism) doesn't see how much we really struggle.
Oh and college loans are going to re-start….
Oh and heating oil is going to be needed…
Oh and I haven't slept a full night in years now.
Exhausted.
I am probably not the only one, though it feels that way many times.
Thank you for reading.