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GhitaAmati -> RE: Bullies (7/16/2007 11:49:30 AM)
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This is honestly the best solution Ive seen so far on this thread.......
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I have the perfect solution for you!
Go to your local Military Recruiter.
Army, Navy, Air Force, Marines, Coast Guard. Your pick.
They'll give you a place to stay, FREE clothes, free medical, dental,travel, great schools too, all free!
You can learn a great trade while you're in and if you want to get out after your hitch you can go to college and they'll pay for most of it, no cripling student loans!
Fat? No worries! They'll take care of that!
You'll be slim and Strong when you get out and won't take any shit from anyone.
Like good food and a clean bed? The Navy and Air Force or Coast Guard are for you.
Like to camp out and shit in a ditch, then it's the Army or Marines.
Oh, and they PAY you pretty good these days too.
To the OP: I dont know if I can tell you how to "deal" with your situation...But I can tell you I lived it for many years. My mother flat our told me the only reason she adopted me was to have someone help her with the housework. The day I graduated High School I was given a set of luggage as a graduation gift (my friends all got vacations to cancun). I was told to either move out of start paying rent. Luckily I had been working every summer since I was 15 and had saved enough for an apartment (with roomies to split bills with) while going to college. After getting a degree in what I wanted to do, I realized that I was never going to get more than a minimum wage job because no one wanted to hire a girl with a degree in contruction. I almost went into the Army except my birthcontrol failed on me and I got pregnant, didnt want to give up custody of the baby and Mom sure as hell wasnt going to help out. Now, seven years later, after living for three years in a one bedroom apartment with a thrift store playpen for the baby and a mattress on the floor for me before I was able to get anything better...I have a wonderful husband and the job scene is much better...
Most of my teenage years I was expected to clean the house, and have dinner on the table when Mom and Dad walked in from work each afternoon. I mowed, I did the laundry, I changed the oil in dads truck. If a chair was broken, I fixed it, if a shirt was torn, I mended it. My curfew was 10pm every night. I hated it, I snuck out through my bedroom window, I did all the things I was told never to do as rebellion. I thought about running away a million times, but I decided I would stay long enough to finish high school. I probably would have delt with it longer if I had been allowed to stay. At least then I could have worked on saving more money. Id put up with living just about anywhere short of with a physically abusive person just to get out of paying bills. The longer you can ignore the hell..the more money you will have in the savings account when it is time to go finally. Now, I look back and am glad that it all happened...it was hell growing up, but I see so many people my own age with no life skills...sure they finished college, but it takes more than that to keep up a house. I can fix broken doors, and do my laundry, I know how to get grass stains out of my sons pants. I can change my own tire if one pops on the road. Whenever it gets bad, just breath and remember that you are saving up for something better. And once you get that something better you will have the skills to make it on your own.
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