And I’m One of the Nice Ones.

Here’s a thought: when you don’t know what you’re talking about, don’t just make something up. Don’t preach the virtue of seeing things through your filter out of one side of your mouth, while consistently shutting down the side you oppose with the other. Also, don’t give me some kind of “I know you are but what am I” bullshit as the proceeding statement asserts no affiliation other than adulthood.

No one said that

That Went Well.

At the end of 2008, I was an unemployed, struggling single mother on welfare with untreated medical issues who crashed with friends and family.
By 2015 I was gainfully employed with a decent house and decent car, medical issues under control and no longer on assistance
There were no bootstraps involved. It was a ton of help from friends and family and schools and everyone. And MONEY FROM THE GOVERNMENT. I never partnered up and I never got child support. You can judge my life that you don’t understand all that you want, but I know what I bring to the table.