

I have nothing worth taking except my life and freedom. I was born into poverty and, despite 18 years of constantly overworking myself, that hasn’t and won’t change. The systems in place are so stacked against me that I’d rather participate in them as little as possible. I have no idea how people with tougher circumstances than me are getting by in this shithole country. I had a friend a few years older than me, with the same financial situation, who had breast cancer. She couldn’t afford to have it treated. It killed her. She was 28 at the time. If I get cancer, it’ll likely be the same for me. Best case scenario, my partner and I get some kind of inheritance from his side and we migrate to a country that takes care of its people. Maybe the US will swing back to the left at some point, and we’ll have socialized healthcare, but I’m not holding much hope for that.






The only time I’ve ever gotten it was in my depression era when I wouldn’t shower for like 3 or 4 days at a time. It’s definitely not normal with healthy hygiene. Pretty sure at that point, it doesn’t matter if you’re chopped or not