Tag Archive: angry
Yeah… So I think I’m having low iron issues. I feel just like I did when I was pregnant and had issues with my iron count. The doctors told me I was borderline anemic.
Lately I’ve just felt tired all the time, and I’m having headaches alot. Yesterday I came home from school at 2, and fell asleep on the couch until 4:30. I’m supposed to pick up Sebastian at daycare at 4. I was so tired, though. I almost had a heart attack when I saw the clock. Usually I pick him up like clockwork.
Yesterday in Latin class, my fellow student (our class is down to two) commented that he wants to have a kid so that he can get the earned income tax credit. This guy is a card-carryin’ member of our school’s “Republican Club”. He likes libertarian ideals, though, which is kind of even scarier. So this guy seems to be quite amused at the fact that I have a child. I almost feel like I’m defending myself again.
What is it with people assuming and stereotyping everybody else? All my life I’ve been pretty happy that I was hardly ever put into a group of people and treated unfairly due to a similarity. I never really fit into any specific group well enough to be generalized. Maybe if there was a fat girl group.
Now that I’m an adult, I’m a single mother who’s recieving medical benefits from the state and that’s it. I guess my financial aid for school is pretty much due to my status as well. So now these grinning, self-satisfied, single 20-something’s feel like they need to throw it in my face that I’m using “their tax dollars” to go to school.
It makes me want to get violent.
Next semester I’ll be using your tax dollars for even more -I’ll probably be on section 8 or living in public housing. SO THERE.
I’m trying to get a degree so that I can be self-sufficient and become a contributing member of society, ya know? I’m not going to do that working a minimum wage job and accepting food stamps since no hourly job is going to support myself AND my son.
My social worker told me that the majority of the people accepting public aid in our country are WHITE, single-mothers, who usually get off of aid after an average of three years. They’re all in the same boat as me.
Isn’t it funny how the perceptions of these morons who harrass me are completely inaccurate? And I get to be the one defending myself from these rich kids with attitudes while trying to fight my way to the surface.
bah. THINK FOR YOURSELF! Bye-bye for now, friends. =)
I’m depressed today. It didn’t hit me until after I got to school… maybe as I was leaving my Latin class.
For some reason, I started thinking about a conversation I had last night with a friend who worked at the Rennaisance fair with Abbey and Chris last summer. Apparently he’s told everyone that he did show up for court and I got belligerent with a judge or something. So the story he’s been feeding Abbey and everyone else is that I won’t allow him visitation, so he’s not required to pay child support. Additionally, there is a rumor that he’s claiming to have signed the paperwork to waive his parental rights.
None of this is true. Chris never showed up at any of our court dates. I stood before the judge alone and explained to him that we hadn’t seen Chris since the summer Sebastian was born. Paternity was declared, an order of support was issued, and eventually a warrant was issued for his arrest.
So I know that Abbey hasn’t got the whole story. I also know she probably wouldn’t listen to me if I tried to tell it to her. The friend I mentioned earlier has talked to her, but I’m not sure whether or not any of my side was recounted. I don’t think so.
My depression today was the result of my remembering this conversation. It saddens me that the people I call friends don’t treat me the way I would treat them -were our situations reversed. I know Matt has no idea what it’s like to be abandoned, I can’t expect him to… But I guess I’m hurt that my feelings weren’t important enough to give him pause. Or anyone else for that matter…
