haha, I'm a completely broke 18 year old who had to live in council homes all my life with my abusive mom, barely being able to even eat when I was younger. I dont give two shits if money can't buy happiness, it sure can fix most issues, no?
whole thread having me crying, fuck.
I lived my whole life envying the middle class, or even the working class. my lazy mother divorced my father when I was young and beat the fuck out of me and my brother while relying on the benefits she got from us and her sleazily trying every way possible to half lie her way into; then she'd spend it all on herself. we were technically homeless so we had to live in council houses, which meant moving constantly whenever the council forced us to. whenever she got mad, she'd make sure she'd take it out on us, and we only got phones around 14 because of an incident involving my brother forcing the school and police pressuring her into buying us it. she did make sure to feed us the bare minimum while she ate well herself, so we were both skinny; especially me since I was kinda born that way and it only got worse as i got very tall, so we both felt very hungry constantly. I didn't wanna go to public school, nor did I wanna go back home since either way ill get emotionally and physically hurt due to my financial status, my personality etc; and it was made worse by how obviously autistic I was, with me constantly getting into accidents and such (though my mother did not care enough to bring me to therapy or smth, my fucking ENGLISH teacher is the one who cared more and told me that he believed I had autism; on a side note, he is the fucking best, I love that man so much, i definitely would've killed myself already if it wasn't for his support). I could never make a close friend until i reached 14-15 because of how it broke of weeks later when I moved, and it was already hard enough to do that even since I was bullied a lot. Yet y'all treat money as though it is nothing. fuck. i cant anymore