Goddess is in a quandary and truly needs to find her way out FAST!!!!
The Do i really need to be filthy rich with money?
is it necessary that i find a way to be comfortable rather than a person who wipes their ass with 50’s?
i have had this sinking feeling over the past few weeks that i am going to be “not rich” for the rest of my life. it’s actually depressing to sit and think about all the great things you have to offer then realize that you may have to take a vow of poverty to achieve that success.
i want to give back to my community, to my family, to people i love.
i don’t want to do it while having to collect cans and bottles to eat.
i am running into a shortfall for income and i now have to look into going back into the corporate world. i know that i will be so horribly miserable if i go back. i won’t last long. i need to feel that the services i offer are worth enough that those willing to partake in them are willing to come out of pocket just a little bit.
i just don’t feel in my heart that people nowadays understand what is truly important.
here is a list
run a website called . it is geared toward being a one stop shop for parents in the local area to locate resources and support groups. you know things that HELP
offer finishing school for children. children are so rude and nasty today. there is a definite need to correct the behaviors of the future of our world
open a daycare. daycare really translates into “i’ll watch your kid, you pay me barely nothing and i get to take your shit and worry about whether you are going to close me down because you THINK i have the POTENTIAL for abuse or neglect because you are having trouble pulling the plank out of your own eye”
i am growing sad and even more sad as the day passes.
something has to change. my negativity is growing and quite frankly, i may just need a desk job to keep my head afloat while i continue to dream about helping people that really don’t give a shit about what they actually could benefit from.
because you know help is ALWAYS free. handouts are ALWAYS the job of someone else. and what’s yours is ALWAYS mine. didn’t they teach you that in finishing school.