I’m so stressed out right now. 😦
I really hate money. Every time it feels like I’ve finally got it, something happens and it’s a crazy struggle all over again. I feel like I try so hard in every area of my life, and nothing pays off. ESPECIALLY when it comes to finances. Most, if not all of it, is out of my control. No financial assistance from the people who are ‘supposed’ to be helping, and the older my kids get, the more expensive things are. Not to mention childcare; the financial rapist.
I stopped keeping tally on my account years ago, because every time I look at the numbers, it makes me half sick to my stomach and makes me instantly depressed and have to hold back tears.
I’m not sure what more I could be doing, other than things I shouldn’t be doing. And there’s nothing more sad in the entire world than when your kid brings you their piggy bank to try and “help”. I think that’s the only thing I fight with my daughter about; that I won’t accept her money.
I hate feeling this way. It starts off sad, and now I’m just angry. Angry because I can’t make it, haven’t made it, and am not making it. Angry because two douche-bag losers are out there, having no idea what it really takes to raise a child, but they don’t care. Angry because there’s nothing I can do. Angry because other people don’t have wonder or worry about how they’re going to make it. I’m just tired.