As I type this, I'm sitting outside
the DMV, waiting for them to open so I can get my ID renewed to match
my new feminine appearance. The purpose of this, among other things,
is so that I can donate plasma. Previously when I've tried to donate,
they turned me away because my face didn't match my ID. Hopefully now
that won't be an issue anymore.
Once that's done, I'm going to be
walking all over town to look in even more places for a potential
job. Such are my days lately. More and more it feels like I have to
walk a kilometer for every dollar I make. Just getting by day to day
feels like a struggle, but I still manage. I manage because I must.
This life we're all in varies in
difficulty for each of us, and I'm sure at least one person reading
this will look at my complaints and laugh, knowing they survived far
worse; but it's that laughter that is why I persevere.
My situation feels bad and it may be
a struggle, but I know there are those out there worse off than I am.
I know that there are people even worse off than them. I may have to
work for my money, but at least there's money to be had, in some
places they have none.
I want you, the reader, to consider
that the next time you're waiting in line at the grocery store. Think
about the places in the world where they don't have stores. Think
about the people out there who don't have the money to buy food.
The next time your phone is having a
bad signal, be happy you've even got a phone in the first place. Just
keep this in mind: Life is tough, sometimes you've just got to deal
with it.
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