beingbroke
It sucks.
I hate my family’s economic situation.
I hate how I don’t know when we’re going to get our next set of groceries or when if we’re going to get our electricity cut off again.
I hate how all of our money goes to bills and debts that my mother owes.
I hate how I feel like I can’t afford to go to college or even get a car.
I hate how we’re so broke, that my mom has to work all the time and I have no physical way of getting myself a job to help pay for my own things.
I hate how, no matter what I try to do, it doesn’t help because my mom doesn’t care. She doesn’t care that I give up eating half the time so she doesn’t have to buy me so much vegetarian food. she doesn’t care that I bust my butt cleaning so she doesn’t have to come up to a dirty filthy trailer. She doesn’t care that I quit all my extra curricular activites during the school year so she didn’t have to worry about dues or gas money to get me too and from places after school or during the week. She doesn’t care that I gave up driver’s ed so she didn’t have to pay the fees.
I care so so much.
and she doesn’t give a shit.
And that’s what I hate more than anything.
