Same day, different date in Behind the Mask

Everyday is the same. Arguing about money and wondering if we will have enough money to eat. It gets tiring. What sucks even more is the fact that I can’t even tell anyone about it because I’m so shameful. I go to work and my co-worker talks about her dinner and what she is going to make and I sit there just thinking, “ I don’t even know if I am going to be able to eat or what I’ll have for breakfast or lunch tomorrow.” It’s crazy how you can work your ass off and still be broke. Makes you wonder why God would put people in these predicaments. Everyday, I get up and just float through the day. I don’t ever enjoy the day or am ever truly happy. If only my attempt would of worked. I wouldn’t be here right now, typing this while I cry. So sick of “living”. More like sick of existing. Why can’t I have the guts I did the first time and try again?!