Venting about my journey.

I need to find a job I can do from the comfort of my own home.

Being disabled, I have a lot of problems when it comes to working a regular 9-5 job. Standing on my feet for 5+ hours a day, lifting heavy objects and working near heavy machinery is actually "not advised" in my paperwork.

My Doctors don't want me overwhelming myself. It could result in a seizure or my legs giving out and me collapsing.

I am about to enter a program that will help me get my Highschool education and I won't have to leave my house. ( I can't risk my health. I have asthma and breathing issues. )

Getting covid would wreck my lungs, even more than they already have been.

So, my Fiancé is going to enroll me in a program she used to get her Highschool diploma. I'm really excited for this. Because then maybe more doors will open for me.

I want a job.

Trying to have a child, and growing up poor, I do not want to put any child I have through the shit I endured. No one should have to decide between paying rent or having a meal.

I won't do that. So, I'm bettering myself as best I can to ensure that my child will have a better life than I did.

I'm rambling. But I need these thoughts off my mind.

Life shouldn't be a struggle. Nor should anyone have to claw their way through life. Which is why I want to give my kid, if these fertility treatments work, a fighting chance.