I make 10 dollars an hour as a substitute teacher. I cannot afford to live. There was a time I could not come to work because I could not afford the gas to do so. This is a constant cycle I can't break. If I do, this time I'm not going to tell my mom and let her take me to the hospital. I will lay down and die. I know I'm not actually going to though. I have a loving mother and a boyfriend. If it weren't for them then I probably would. My friends don't want to hang out with me anymore and I have nothing else to live for.