muscle lady

All my life, I was taught that if I went to school, studied hard and graduated college, that I would be financial capable enough to pay back my student loans since I didn’t have parental support. But I graduated amid a recession in 2008, and that whole paradigm changed when I realized that experience outweighed education. It’s been three years since I graduated, and I am still at square one working as many as three minimum wage jobs just to skate by. I can’t help but think that if I work long and hard enough, maybe, just maybe, I’ll make enough money to finally afford a two week vacation (haven’t had one since I was 13). At this point, I feel like I’ve hit rock bottom.

Rock bottom means different things to different people, but for me, this is rockbottom — I’m 25, hopelessly single, in debt (and men aren’t exactly attracted to that kind of thing); and I live in my mother’s back house because I couldn’t afford my rent anymore. Do I feel like I should be enjoying work more? Sure, but it’s kind of hard when all I feel is resentment for being overworked and underpaid. If anything, I feel like I should be enjoying my life more. I want more for me out of life than working, making money and paying bills day in and day out. I want my life back, pre-recession.