Frustration

If I were single (with Jacob), I could get help. (Most likely).

If I were on welfare, I could get help.

If I were 60, I could get a home health aide.

If I were on MedicAID I could get help.

But because I'm married, I'm "only" 40, even though I'm on disability because I CAN'T work (I've tried to go back since being diagnosed), and was forced by insurance to go on MediCARE, I cannot get help. I can barely take care of myself and my son, but no, I don't need assistance...I'm only 40! A spring chick! You have to be at least 60 to be sick or weak enough for help.

How perfectly logical! Let's pick a random age, and no matter what, if that person is said age they can get a helper. Nevermind the young mom fighting multiple chronic illnesses.

Why is it that some welfare Mama with 4 kids by 3 different men, who is completely healthy, who CAN work but doesn't, (because God forbid she get off her lazy butt or break a manicured nail), can soak the government for money for everything from toothbrushes to lottery tickets and alcohol, to filet mignon and gourmet ice cream, but a woman trying to live her life to the best of her ability WITHOUT asking for help for 10 years, who finally just CAN'T do it alone anymore....she can't get squat?

Tell ya what, just give me back the tax money I'm paying to let Badelia Marie keep squirting out kids. I'll use that to pay for my own help.

Ya, I know. The world is broken. Life is unfair. Well, Boo hoo. Tell me something I don't know. I know that SOME people who are on welfare need it. And I'm good with that. But when I see people on it because they are lazy or because they're being rewarded for living a scandalous lifestyle, that really ticks me off.

Whatever. Time to go do a breathing treatment. I'll settle down eventually.