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Old Apr 08, 2015, 03:06 AM
Yismymindblank12 Yismymindblank12 is offline
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Location: Cincinnati
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****... I'm done! Living here at this apartment having my money leeched by my parents. Working at mcdonald's franchise who can't pay ****. They can lick my nuts and **** off. I hate everything they do. I don't care what they put me in the dumbest drama that I avoid 24/7, and expect me to enjoy working there.

I'm staying up all night because I am doing what I love music, I needed money to get better equipment and a car, but at the rate mcdonalds sets me, and before fedex and amazon so on with factory jobs. I end up with taxes out making not even 500 every check like I should. I pop in 60 hours, but they cut it back and my medical issues are destroying me to get ahead.

I have a neurological condition that got me terminated at my last job. I was misunderstood, and I don't ever list that service as a reference. I can go unconscious and stuff like that and it's frustrating how I live to live minimum wage and not get crap and or I go on welfare or social security with my issues. I can't afford a doctor I'm 21, can't see my not so helpful therapist. I'm forced in poverty in such a way. I don't want to live anymore. If money wasn't a problem I don't mean I want a lot of it. I just want enough to get things going comfortably, but I live in area of jobs that you have to network your *** off which I'm good at, but it leads me to dead ends or you have to work at crazy skilled jobs to get ahead.

I can't live here anymore. Seriously, college is never an option. My sister was lucky to get in there. I can't afford it, it's so ****ed up.

I seriously consider killing myself everyday from this ******** I deal with. When it comes to money. People wonder why I don't pay for anything much ever, is because I can't afford it. I don't spend my money. I should have plenty for my job/passion of music I got going. I got things going for me in that area, but I'm stuck wasting my life passing by at mcdonalds listening to bf gf trouble, people getting messed up at my work with that their life ended because they can't get 5 more french fries in their basket. Seriously **** off and cry me a river you sorry little sod of ****.

There are people far worse than me and you and you complain over the pettiest ****.

I can't hang out with friends requires transportation or money indirectly or directly that I don't have. I can't afford anything, because one day my parents will have some financial crisis again and then they'll need all my money and I'm broke again. It's like someone get me out of here. I can't live like this. I'll go find some way to end my life because I'm sick of this.

I don't have it good. I got basic **** and that's good, but it's not mine. I want to have my own life, not living someone else's.. Seriously I don't have friends or anything to get **** going, but getting so ****ed by my own existence.

Life better work some strange magic to get me out of here or I'll just kill myself knowing this is it my whole life being a 12,000 annually minimum wage worker.

**** who wants to live like that. No one does!...

I don't care if I make someone mad on here for some odd reason, but seriously fed up. I don't ruin my life and spend my money on alcohol or drugs. I work my *** off and I get screwed.

If I could make what my parents make which isn't much more than me. I could live decently.

Regardless, If I'm 30 and I'm still in this situation. I'll definitely end my life, because no hope at that point and if my parents died. I'm ****ed, like people give me pity and let me be homeless. Not even kidding on that, their false sympathy doesn't fool me..

I didn't do anything to rub them off the wrong way. That's how people are. They don't care.

So why should I care if I live.

Ok, I'm still angry now, and I'm not going to bed, but I'd like to say how can I go up this financial ladder. I don't know how to do it by the means I have.

I'm at a do or die point now in my life with employment. If I don't get anything good in 10 years which I've been working my *** off and I need to get less days at mcdonalds to find a better job for my needs. I'm ending my life... **** living life like a sorry sob at a job. I'm running away being homeless avoiding eating and dying of starvation somewhere alone.
That was my plan.

Last edited by Wren_; Apr 10, 2015 at 08:18 PM. Reason: Added trigger icon
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