Lately, it has been so hard to just keep living.
Sometimes I wonder if the struggle is ever going to end.
I work. A lot.
I'm not kidding, I work a lot.
Normally 7 days a week. Sometimes 80 hours a week.
I love working. I swear I feel blessed to be able to do what I love.
I love my students and I love to translate.
The only problem is that I can't make a living out of it.
The cost of living here is so expensive that what I earn is not enough.
Even if I don't have a rent to pay and I am alone, what means I only have to provide for myself.
Ok, I have food on my table, I have clothes to put on and a car.
But I am not able to save some money for the rainy days.
I am not able to do little things that most people do: going to the movies, eating out or travelling.
Some of my friends they dream about retirement, I don't.
I don't want to retire.
But I want to be able to have some money invested, I want to travel, I want to be able to visit my kids.
Today I had to ask money to my son and I felt (and I am still feeling) so humiliated!
I don't want my kids to take care of me. I am only 58 years old.
I am not an old woman.
What do I do?
I pray and I try to be positive but I am failing miserably.
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