Is there a point?
I am almost at my wit's end with trying to find a full time job. Because of my shitty health I need to have insurance. The medications that keep me alive annually cost me without insurance roughly 16K.
Right now the government is paying the bill but it's very soon coming to a close. After September I am on my own. Having been fired from my part-time job earlier this summer I've been literally living my life like a panhandler on the streets of NY. Pawning off valuables, begging for money, etc. .
It just boggles my mind that after all the money that is spent keeping me alive, all the money spent trying to put me through college, all the free labor I put into internships that I realize that I have barely any skills and nothing to show for it. There's a great chance that come October I will be forced back onto Dialysis.
I'm trying all the tricks, making everything look right but people just don't want to take you on merit anymore. The only way you get a job is if you know someone. All of my connections can't do a god damn thing for me.
It's just so frustrating to think that after everything I've been through I would end up like some retard working at a Starbucks to barely earn a living to keep myself alive. I don't know the answer to my problems, I really wish I did though.
Now that I'm done you may berate me and tell me how much of a lazy complainer I am, because that's the only vibe I get nowadays when I'm struggling to deal with my fucking demons.
Right now the government is paying the bill but it's very soon coming to a close. After September I am on my own. Having been fired from my part-time job earlier this summer I've been literally living my life like a panhandler on the streets of NY. Pawning off valuables, begging for money, etc. .
It just boggles my mind that after all the money that is spent keeping me alive, all the money spent trying to put me through college, all the free labor I put into internships that I realize that I have barely any skills and nothing to show for it. There's a great chance that come October I will be forced back onto Dialysis.
I'm trying all the tricks, making everything look right but people just don't want to take you on merit anymore. The only way you get a job is if you know someone. All of my connections can't do a god damn thing for me.
It's just so frustrating to think that after everything I've been through I would end up like some retard working at a Starbucks to barely earn a living to keep myself alive. I don't know the answer to my problems, I really wish I did though.
Now that I'm done you may berate me and tell me how much of a lazy complainer I am, because that's the only vibe I get nowadays when I'm struggling to deal with my fucking demons.