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I swing between fear and outrage here. And I sense that the employed people stringing me further and further into debt just wait for *any* sign of anger to send out the warnings. That was what happened at my last job and with my farm. They steal and abuse and steal and abuse. First accusation and they provoke. First sign of anger, and the police are there there threatening you with jail if you dare raise your voice about the robbery, trashing of your property, harrassment in your home, whatever.
And isolation. Tonight at my first oral communications class, the woman sitting next to me refused to talk to me, gave me the cold shoulder all evening. Outright, openly refused, said, "No. I can't talk to you," and turned away when we were supposed to be comparing notes on how we fared on a communications style quiz. Turned her back to me, and turned to the people in the row behind us instead.
doors are still closing for me, and none opening. Doors just keep closing. None opening. None.
The media says "Health Care industry still hiring." Not here. Just checked the local hospital. They've contracted out all the clinical work. The hospital to the south already did that last year. So even if I make it through school and get hired, I'll get no benefits. Even with a worldwide shortage, they are finding ways to cut the salaries of bottom rung delivery people. All planning around how to pay for school to get back to work...is worth jack shit. If I go forward, I'm in debt until I die, and possibly end up homeless before that. If I don't go forward, I sink.
I'm not worried about homeless for me. I can trade in my little car for a van, throw a mattress in the back and head south to be a beach bag lady. But my animals. What about my babies?
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