So good news is, it doesn't look the cancer is back 🎉 Bad news is, it's time to stop doing the physically demanding jobs
I appreciate the boomers instilling a strong, hard work ethic in me. I am a skilled and efficient laborer. But it's prematurely destroying my body.
I feel like I've given up my health for jobs that pay dick and never offer health insurance. A lot of jobs schedule you so you don't get any of the perks. And I've been told multiple times by bosses that they will work me to death if I let them. Now I'm worried about how much they actually meant it 😂
I'm not sure what else to do. My generation was the first to get computers and eventually Internet in my teens. We were the masters at it for awhile, trying to teach our parents lol Then tech advanced so quickly we got left behind. So I'm not good with it. I'm a little embarrassed by my learning curve when it comes to computers now.
But I can't keep doing the physical labor. And the younger generations aren't working themselves to death. They weren't raised to believe a job is the most important thing in their lives and I appreciate that. It helps me slow down and remember I don't have to break myself for $17 an hour.
Now the question is, what do I do for work?
I'm really good at hard work. I've been on my feet and using my body for 30 years and it got me absolutely nowhere and has brought me nothing but pain. I can't keep waking up at 5am either. I fkn need sleep and adequate rest.
All I know is pushing myself too hard and I'm paying for it with my quality of life. No crap pay is worth all this pain.
Because ultimately, in the end, every employer I've ever had, had no issue using me up and throwing me out. I've always known I'm disposable and replaceable, and I bet most people feel that way at their job too. For many of us, the system made us into slaves. But we still have to exist in it.
I have to find a way to make it now that my body is used up. I'm afraid I'll go crazy at a desk job. I don't know what to do. And I'm kinda angry about what I sacrificed and jobs just took and took and discarded me when they couldn't take anymore.
On top of that I need flexibility because I'm a single mom with no childcare, no family, no help. The only thing I had that helped was Medicare and ol trumpy boy and his squad are taking that away.
I wish I could fk the system that fked me, but I have to play along or I'll end up on the street.
I feel like I've given up my health for jobs that pay dick and never offer health insurance. A lot of jobs schedule you so you don't get any of the perks. And I've been told multiple times by bosses that they will work me to death if I let them. Now I'm worried about how much they actually meant it 😂
I'm not sure what else to do. My generation was the first to get computers and eventually Internet in my teens. We were the masters at it for awhile, trying to teach our parents lol Then tech advanced so quickly we got left behind. So I'm not good with it. I'm a little embarrassed by my learning curve when it comes to computers now.
But I can't keep doing the physical labor. And the younger generations aren't working themselves to death. They weren't raised to believe a job is the most important thing in their lives and I appreciate that. It helps me slow down and remember I don't have to break myself for $17 an hour.
Now the question is, what do I do for work?
I'm really good at hard work. I've been on my feet and using my body for 30 years and it got me absolutely nowhere and has brought me nothing but pain. I can't keep waking up at 5am either. I fkn need sleep and adequate rest.
All I know is pushing myself too hard and I'm paying for it with my quality of life. No crap pay is worth all this pain.
Because ultimately, in the end, every employer I've ever had, had no issue using me up and throwing me out. I've always known I'm disposable and replaceable, and I bet most people feel that way at their job too. For many of us, the system made us into slaves. But we still have to exist in it.
I have to find a way to make it now that my body is used up. I'm afraid I'll go crazy at a desk job. I don't know what to do. And I'm kinda angry about what I sacrificed and jobs just took and took and discarded me when they couldn't take anymore.
On top of that I need flexibility because I'm a single mom with no childcare, no family, no help. The only thing I had that helped was Medicare and ol trumpy boy and his squad are taking that away.
I wish I could fk the system that fked me, but I have to play along or I'll end up on the street.
41-45, F
