Wednesday, June 26, 2019
I Don't Need Charity
Hello Everyone:
Nothing like a quiet ordinary day. Actually the only hiccup in my day was a branch of my favorite grocery store was closed for repairs and I had to walk to the branch. Fortunately, it was close by. Other than that it was pretty status quo. The rest of the day I spent more or less to myself. The last couple of days mum has been getting after me to apply for some sort of replacement income until I find some work, whenever that is. I've tried to tell that I want a job. I'd rather work than depend on the whims of a state and federal government. Also I don't want to waste any time at some office filling out forms only to have my application rejected. She claims she's concerned about what will happen to poor incompetent me after she's gone. Never mind the morbid nature of that discussion, I feel like mum doesn't think I'm capable of looking after myself and need some sort of help. I don't need anyone's help especially not some social worker who think they know better than I do about my life. Even worse is the suggestion that I should live in some crime ridden housing project. I'm not being arrogant, I'm trying to make it very clear that I want to work. I want the dignity of looking after myself. I feel insulted that she would even suggest such a thing. Mum sees me trying to find work and instead of making "inquiries" about work, she's making "inquiries" about social services. That's not what I need or want. Why doesn't she get that? Mum says she doesn't know how and that may be true but surely she can say something to someone. I don't fully believe that she doesn't know anyone because I think it's just her way of saying I'm not going to bother helping you become more self-sufficient. Maybe I'm wrong but what else do I have to go by?
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