I have mixed feelings about my family
They are going abroad for three months. I will miss my weekly visits or every two week visits and talking and learning stories of their lives. I can still talk to them on WhatsApp and other platforms. My grandfather annoyed me sometimes with jokes that I was dressed to go to Alaska but to be fair when I told him it was getting on my nerves he stopped. My grandmother occasionally told me when I brought it to her attention that my parents really cared too much about how I was dressed. She said they only cared about my health and skin needs to breathe. She mentioned to me I didn’t need to be over warmly bundled in many heavy layers and she thinks something happened to me to make me this way or that my sickness causes me to dress like this. That was quite obnoxious. Apart from that, I love my grandparents and I know they love me but sometimes I wish people had a filter. I told them a lot about me and I listened to them saying their experiences with life. They are old but healthy. One is 84, the other 82. They are moderately religious but fairly accepting and educated, ( they are used to lgbtqia+ people and do nof have anything against interracial, inter religious, or inter ethnic relationships or marriages as examples. They know many couples live together before marriage and don’t want children etc. keep in mind some 80 somethings are really stuck in the past way of doing things. For the most part, they like my parents want me to safe, healthy, and happy.
they are Catholic sect of Christianity. They miss their children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren when they are gone. My grandmother has told me things she never told the other grandchildren and to be honest she’s kind of a feisty old lady. My grandfather is a joker and loves to pull my leg. They have prayed about my cancer to be over with and I am just about done with treatment. Only a few more times do I need radiation therapy. Instead of 3-5x a week I do it once to twice a week to give me a break in between sessions. And because my parents can’t drive me everyday. My grandparents have helped out sometimes driving me to appointments for treatment. Several more times and I should be cancer free which is a relief. I am going to miss the tales of when they lived in Europe.and Africa when my father was small. They have interesting stories to tell and they speak pretty good English. I help them practice their English sometimes when they aren’t speaking to me in their native language. They told me if I make small changes in my life with wanting to progress further the bigger changes will follow. The running joke is I should buy the lottery ticket. So a woman one day kept praying she would win the lottery and asked god to help her win. She constantly asked this. One day god was so irritated he said first you need to buy the lottery ticket in order to win anything. My grandparents also think I can do anything I set my mind to I just need to make a decision and stick with it and follow through. But they like my parents think having disability benefits as a financial safety net is a good idea while working part time. My family thinks I didn’t ask to get sick physically or mentally and that that is the reason social benefits are there for people who really need it. I want to eventually work enough to get off disability benefits because my life will be limited on disability including how much I can save., while. I am very low income I get disability benefits and state government health insurance. My grandparents and parents made so many sacrifices to get where they are today and for me and. My sister. I want to do better than just be a lady on welfare and I want to finish my education and get my illnesses under control so I can work between 20-30 hours or the equivalent per week and live within my means on that. The problem is it might not be enough to sustain myself comfortably but it would be considered. Too much to qualify for help with government housing. And help with insurance. For the state insurance I’m currently on because I am unemployed and I’m lucky to not be poor because my parents financially support me on top of my government disability benefits. I just feel they struggled so much. And for what. A daughter to be a college dropout ( with an associates degree but I didn’t finish my bachelors) and on welfare. At $700 a month. I feel I let myself and my family down. I let my ex boyfriend down. I want to be well educated and have a bachelors and masters degree, even if it’s middle age I have to finish them. I also wish to.finish vocational courses with certificates of completion and diplomas. I want to be multilingual ( hyperpolyglot) and have hobbies/interests/talents/passions/skillsets/aptitudes. I wish to have a career and do volunteer work for two to three hours per week. Part of me wants to travel the world and across the United States and Canada it’s just packing as I tend to overpack because I wear a lot of clothes and it’s ridiculous dealing with the TSA and going through the airport security. I would rather have a rv motorhome and have all my stuff with me and travel like that. But I don’t have the funds to purchase a RV motorhome or converted school bus home. Even rent fo own options. My parents also don’t want me driving a car or vehicle because of my mental health conditions and that’s a real pain in the ass. I have to rely on rides to get around. I don’t have the funds to purchase a car myself, afford maintenance fees, insurance fees, and full time gas expenses. I feel somewhat restricted in what I can and cannot do in life.
they are Catholic sect of Christianity. They miss their children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren when they are gone. My grandmother has told me things she never told the other grandchildren and to be honest she’s kind of a feisty old lady. My grandfather is a joker and loves to pull my leg. They have prayed about my cancer to be over with and I am just about done with treatment. Only a few more times do I need radiation therapy. Instead of 3-5x a week I do it once to twice a week to give me a break in between sessions. And because my parents can’t drive me everyday. My grandparents have helped out sometimes driving me to appointments for treatment. Several more times and I should be cancer free which is a relief. I am going to miss the tales of when they lived in Europe.and Africa when my father was small. They have interesting stories to tell and they speak pretty good English. I help them practice their English sometimes when they aren’t speaking to me in their native language. They told me if I make small changes in my life with wanting to progress further the bigger changes will follow. The running joke is I should buy the lottery ticket. So a woman one day kept praying she would win the lottery and asked god to help her win. She constantly asked this. One day god was so irritated he said first you need to buy the lottery ticket in order to win anything. My grandparents also think I can do anything I set my mind to I just need to make a decision and stick with it and follow through. But they like my parents think having disability benefits as a financial safety net is a good idea while working part time. My family thinks I didn’t ask to get sick physically or mentally and that that is the reason social benefits are there for people who really need it. I want to eventually work enough to get off disability benefits because my life will be limited on disability including how much I can save., while. I am very low income I get disability benefits and state government health insurance. My grandparents and parents made so many sacrifices to get where they are today and for me and. My sister. I want to do better than just be a lady on welfare and I want to finish my education and get my illnesses under control so I can work between 20-30 hours or the equivalent per week and live within my means on that. The problem is it might not be enough to sustain myself comfortably but it would be considered. Too much to qualify for help with government housing. And help with insurance. For the state insurance I’m currently on because I am unemployed and I’m lucky to not be poor because my parents financially support me on top of my government disability benefits. I just feel they struggled so much. And for what. A daughter to be a college dropout ( with an associates degree but I didn’t finish my bachelors) and on welfare. At $700 a month. I feel I let myself and my family down. I let my ex boyfriend down. I want to be well educated and have a bachelors and masters degree, even if it’s middle age I have to finish them. I also wish to.finish vocational courses with certificates of completion and diplomas. I want to be multilingual ( hyperpolyglot) and have hobbies/interests/talents/passions/skillsets/aptitudes. I wish to have a career and do volunteer work for two to three hours per week. Part of me wants to travel the world and across the United States and Canada it’s just packing as I tend to overpack because I wear a lot of clothes and it’s ridiculous dealing with the TSA and going through the airport security. I would rather have a rv motorhome and have all my stuff with me and travel like that. But I don’t have the funds to purchase a RV motorhome or converted school bus home. Even rent fo own options. My parents also don’t want me driving a car or vehicle because of my mental health conditions and that’s a real pain in the ass. I have to rely on rides to get around. I don’t have the funds to purchase a car myself, afford maintenance fees, insurance fees, and full time gas expenses. I feel somewhat restricted in what I can and cannot do in life.
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