i know that I have agood life. I know thatI have a man who loves me deeply. I have a man who I love deeply as well. I have parents who care about me. A house I love. Two kittens I love. I have my health.

But I need a second job and am having problems paying my bills.
I want to get my masters, but you need to have money to go to school.
So you need money to go to school, but you need school to get money.
And I am stuck in this stupid materialistic limitless society in which I can't escape.
I have a doctor bill I can not pay.
Back when I was making good money as a paralegal I saved it all. But I was generous in lending it to friends who were in trouble. Had I saved the money instead of loaning it out, I wouldn't be having any problems now.
So I had to call Symon's sister today about a 300 dollar loan that was given to her a year ago. Let us see if she will call me back.
Do you know how degrading it feels to call your ex boyfriend to get his sisters number to collect a debt from a girl who used to be completely broke, until you represented her in a Social Security trial. She was awarded 80 grand. And I have a feeling she isn't going to be returning my phone call.
An intelligent, seemingly carming college grad and I can't seem to catch a break.
I don't want to live off of Chris. We are partners. And this one job is not enough.
My fucking birthday is the 31st.
The same day I have to pay Kaiser 338 dollars so they will not terminate my insurance.
Happy birthday to me.
24 and nothing to show for it.