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Please enlighten me

I would love to hear your opinion on this post.   I sit at work and wonder why life is so unjust. All my life I have struggled for everything I have. As a teenager I had to work for any money I needed. I did not get to go on the class trips, I did not get the yearbok, famcy clothes yet I worked and learned how to get what I wanted and what I needed. As an adult I still struggled, with a 1 year old son I went to college and earned a degree, and still worked my way through at RadioShack. Due to circumstances beyond my control I found myself a single parent. Once I finished college I moved back to my hometown area and my son and I started a life. No help from my parents, young and not being able to leave the home even to meet people. I went garage sale to garage sale buy this and that. I filled my 1 bedroom apartment. He got the bedroom and I on the couch. Once I settled I landed a job at WalMart (hey it's something). I was having trouble finding a way to work and get my child off to school, at no point in my life did I ask for or take a goverment handout. My mother told me I need to stay at home with my son and collect welfare. I wanted more for him and myself. I wanted to work. This whole time my parents lived right below me and would never help. When I did ask them for help she told me there is a shelter in our area that would take us in. Slowly over time and my son growup. I started different jobs paying more money. Was able to purachse a washer and dryer and moved into a mobile home (2 BEDROOMS). I got up to working 2 jobs but that took away a lot of time with my son and cost a lot for a babysitter. When my son was 9 I met a man and seem to be the dream life. We all moved in together and I found that "Larry" did not have any thing of his own, like money, the house was in foreclosure and the diswasher was filled with bills (how can I make that one up). I found that I was pregant. I had a wonderful daughter. As Larry's drinking was consuming his life I took my kids and moved out again. Starting over, I bought my first piece of new furnature, A COUCH. Things were always tough but I figured that as much as I have been through I can start over again. Now my son is an adult and in the Navy, I could not be prouder. My aughter is now 9 years old and I found myself a man when she was 2. He is not a perfect man, we keep our money seperate and split the bill. We have been together for 7 years now. To sum up the run on drama story. Why do sone people get life handed to them and have no clue the value of a dollar, or don't mind sitting on their butt's waiting for the goverment to send them something to barely live on and here am I. Working like a dog 3 shift making just enough to pay my bills and have a little left. WHY IS IT SO UNFAIR, life that is......
Veruca Salt

Veruca Salt

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Extreme Nausea

I am 2 months out and all along I have been complaining of servere nausea. There is no ryme or reason for it. I have been tracking myself and I don't see anything that provokes it or helps it. The nausea medicine in the stores just seem to do nothing. Anyone have any ideas.
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