>A lot of us went through a poor period.
Most young adults when they leave home do, unless they have rich parents who are propping them up. You have to work your way up in life. I do see a difference in attitude today. I was taught honest work was nothing to be ashamed of, whether it was shoveling horse manure, cleaning toilets or pouring concrete. If it needs to be done, and it's not illegal, it's honest work. Now people think they are being demeaned if they aren't highly paid or if they have to get dirty to do the work.
I had rich parents but they did not prop me up. My father spent all for himself and his hobbys leaving my mother and us three kids poor. Poor means no new clothes, not enough nourishment.
I remember myself and my siblings fighting over food. I was thin as a stick.
I had a good education though, it was paid for by state.
I left home at the age of 18, after being abused repeatedly by my father, before he went to the extreme. I was so poor I had some days a week no food for three years. I could have sued my parents but was too proud and did not want this because of ethics.
I did my three years education to have a degree and started a job which I now do for 37 years without a break. Worked myself up. I work with my hands and get dirty.
But I feel good to be independant.
While in an education my father got money from the state for me, as is common here. He never shared with me or paid for my education as he would be obliged to do.
I know welfare is expoloited, but I have met many persons who are not able to save money for old age.
Beside my day job I worked for 7 years as a dog trainer after paying for a degree. I met millionaires and welfare people.
I?ve met millionaires who buy their food at the charity market we have in town ( goods are cheaply sold there, it?s surplus or one day old food from discounters) until they were blocked.
I?ve met welfare people who shared everything. I?ve met hard working people who shared everything.
Today working with hands is despised. That?s sad.
My families ( mine and my husbands) always despised me because I have no academic degree.
Today I?m wealthy because of my husbands?heritage, otherwise we would be near poverty, since he works in industry too. But we don?t have to pay any debts, so it?s fine.
From my childhood experience I promised to myself never to be tight-fisted and always learn about people first before judging them.
It made me a strange person, I admit. But I?m rather proud I never submitted and stayed empathic.
By the way I have a gas and warning shot pistol, I went for a permission.
That was after a white old male neighbor asked me whether I am not afraid to live alone. That was at a time my husband went to work in a foreign country for his company, which he does often.
And I started to keep dogs then.
Now you know most about me. Thank you kindly for listening.
