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Originally Posted by unaluna
What hoops, exactly?
I think the newer generations are against doing a lot of hoop-jumping, like having to go in to a job. They film themselves doing whatever and put it on the internet and thats "work". I dont know whether to be impressed or depressed.
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Sorry I did not see this earlier. Rest assured also, I am from the generation known as generation x .. I was born in 1974, just turned 51 a couple days ago. I have a strong work ethic, however, for 17 years I was simply in disability bc any amount of stress caused me to attempt suicide .. so every three months I would be in the mental hospital for anywhere from three days to three weeks. Two years ago, it became impossible for my husband and I to continue surviving off just disability. Since he has had two strokes and a heart attack, I was the only logical choice to go on the "ticket to work" program and return to work. The program allows you to go to work and retain your disability payments and insurance a time. I have reached the part in the program where I no longer receive the payments but am still receiving the insurance. The catch? I only make $10/hr with no chance of ever receiving a promotion, and been being promised a raise the last 6 months, but have yet to see it. My rent is $900. My utilities cost over $100. Food averages for the two of us at $450. Car payment is $486. Car insurance is $115. Phone bill is $105. I also have to pay to keep my medical insurance through disability, so that's another $186. Then, we have loan payments and pawn payments that run us about $500. These are all monthly payments. Our doctor visits and medications run us anywhere from $100-$200 a month.
The deliveries I do are for Walmart, through a company called Spark. Used to earn really good money that way - enough to squeak by, anyway. Now, I am lucky to make enough for my husband and I to eat one meal and fill up the tank with gas.
Yet, the government says between he and I we make too much as a married couple to qualify for food stamps or any other assistance.
I keep trying to do what I know I need to do to survive, yet the proverbial bar keeps being raised higher and higher, keeping it just out of my reach.
On top of all this, I am the caregiver for my husband and I am the only one able to still clean house or take our dog out for walks, etc.
Does that explain it better?