I have a “career” I had to get training for. I work 98.5 hours a paycheck. I can’t afford to feed myself and my kids. I can barely afford to drive to my job. I can’t pay my bills and just had to rescue my house out of preforeclosure. I can’t lose the house because I don’t qualify financially to rent even. I can’t afford to advance my “career” to make a livable wage because I have to have a second job now and there aren’t hours in the day. I want to throw myself out of the 6th story of this hotel room right now because financially my future is so bleak I’m not sure if it’s worth it. I can’t afford to watch my kids grow up. I can’t afford to go to their sports games. I can’t afford to buy their school pictures. I can’t afford to buy them clothes. I can’t afford to feed them. I’ll never be able to afford living on this planet and im so fucking angry that I was born here. I didn’t ask for this shit. I didn’t ask to live to work. I wish I knew it was going to be like this. It’s so hopeless