I never thought the day would come where I would once again be broke with no food. It’s one thing to be broke, I’m used to that but I have always had food in the house. Maybe not for me, for my daughter at least. Once again it’s happening and I have no where to turn. I already owe my mom $650 and if I asked my dad the most I get is $50 and while that would put some food in the house, it wouldn’t be much.
So after bills are paid at the end of the month I have $180 to put food in the house, do laundry and whatever else falls in my lap.
On a good note the bf has a job so in three weeks he will be able to help. See the thing is when the decision was made for him to move in, I was under the impression that he had a job lined up.. I was wrong. So it is what it is, however we all know how bad stress is when you have mental illness. It’s a slippery slope and once you start going down it, it’s sometimes hard to stop.
I have asked disability to help me get a job. A program no one was kind enough to tell me as I have been banging my head against the wall for months trying to find one.
I also had to fight, but I’m getting new glasses so perhaps I can actually see and it will help the double vision. The optometrist added to the prism in the lenses to see if that helps.
Other then that, my daughter has had a boyfriend and been dumped since she got home. Thankfully school starts September 5th so that will keep her busy. Other then her attitude she has been good. The attitude I’m used to and know will pass, I’m thankful she hasn’t cut since she has been home from moms.