i make four hundred a month.
i bust my fucking ass off just getting to work without a car, riding a very small bike in spite of my malformed spine and other issues if i can’t find a ride.
i managed to become a supervisor, even though the job has few hours, in spite of severe it’s-not-a-real-disability adhd.
i’m constantly called lazy and unmotivated.
i often have to choose between food and emergency costs (like a recent health scare that i wound up waiting out because i couldn’t afford the fucking 25 dollar copay—that’s IT. 25 DOLLARS. or my current car situation).
i give half my income to nana for rent—she gets social security, 1200 a month. most of the rest is bills. we do not share food costs at ALL.
i SHOULD be claiming disability for various issues i don’t really feel like getting into here. i would more than likely qualify.
i don’t fucking qualify for food stamps BECAUSE NANA LIVES WITH ME. her fucking social security—most of which goes to bingo and cigarettes—DISQUALIFIES ME FROM AID THAT I REALLY NEED.
i’m fucking shaking.