- This year finds me a 32 year old single mother of two. I do have a job but my hours and pay are being cut. My car is about to fall to pieces and I worry about the safety of my children riding in it. At these moments, I feel helpless and frustrated. I want to scream, cry, tear my hair out, fall apart. Having two children, I can do none of this. Throwing a fit is a luxury I cannot afford.
- A friend of mine told me life is 95% shit to 5% cavier. We have to deal with all the shit for a short amount of happiness. At This time in life, I’m finding I agree with this statement. Changes Always come and hopefully they change for the better.