I wanted to write about seeing Les Mis or playing through Far Cry 3, but the inspiration for those posts won’t flow.
For the past week or so I’ve been doing the #livewonderstruck challenge. I don’t feel wonderstruck though.
Here’s what my family has found out since December 12th, 2012:
– My mom has cancer. We don’t know much more than that because treatments and appointments cost money; money that we don’t have.
– Short of a miracle, we’ll be out of a house in March.
– We barely have money for groceries/bills as they come in. Basically parts of everyone’s checks go to paying bills for the house.
– We have one car for 4 people, 3 of which have jobs that require them to leave the house.
– I can’t find another job (on top of the one I have) because I don’t have reliable transportation (see above).
I mean, I’m a 23 year old white male living in America. Things should be peachy-keen for me right? And I shouldn’t complain because, for now, at least I HAVE a house. That’s better than like 80% of the world right now.
I hate it when people say these things. Shit falls on everyone. It doesn’t feel better or worse depending on where you are or what you have. Bill Gates has probably had some pretty shitty days. You wouldn’t say, “Dude, you’re like in the top 3 richest people in the world. Quit your complaining!” would you (some of you probably would, humor me)?
My birthday had my mom in the hospital. Christmas, we were too broke to get/give presents, but we were able to find out my mom had cancer. Her next appointment (we have no idea where the money will come from) is on Valentine’s Day. Easter better watch the fuck out.
What the hey right? Rain falls on the just and the unjust alike.
It’s been really rainy lately, and I fucking hate it.