

I admit it. I couldn’t never pay the rent on my own. When I was younger I essentially stayed with whoever picked me. My marriage went on way too long because I needed to finish college/fieldwork or be stuck with a man who hated me and had someone ten years younger he’d gotten pregnant at college…funny that none of us could actually afford to leave each other until I graduated and got out of their way. Because of environment and poor decisions, I put myself and the kids through unforgivable stress. I’m in my thirties now, the kids are almost grown, and I make great money. But I’m an empty person. I’ll give them what I never had though, so they won’t be in relationships to pay their bills. I’m pretty sure one will be an engineer.
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