Friday, October 07, 2016

The Real Struggle

A hard-working gal who I connected with on FB thru Captain Capitalism shared this yesterday:
I'm pulled over on a dirt road in the middle of bum fuck nowhere, and it's 7:30. It will be another hour before I get home. I'm filthy. I can barely move my arms. I think people who choose to live in poverty think those of us with decent jobs don't know struggle. Nah. We do. It's just another kind. I've been broke and knocked down on my ass for a lot of life. It's a struggle either way. I don't want to struggle for anyone but my family because that's all I have in me. It pisses me off to think of some chick getting her nails done and being able to afford groceries that I can't when I go home hurting nearly every day. I'm all about giving a hand out because I appreciate the times people gave me chance. Some people don't want a chance. They want things to be easy and somehow feel they deserve it. Well, you don't always get what you deserve. What people of this caliber deserve is a swift kick to the ass and a return to reality. People pay. People pay with their lives. That's why they get pissed. Someone has to pay for it. It's easy to sit on your high horse and judge those of us coming home late to our families, breaking knuckles, but maybe think twice. I don't feel bad for you if you're not trying. If you are, than more props to you. Small steps are still steps as long as you're moving in the right direction, and everyone needs help sometimes. It's not meant to be a lifestyle or an excuse to not put more effort in.
Well said.

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