Poor little dears, they believed the Liar in Chief.
So sad.
I think those girls are scared out of their minds.
My kids are. We are about to be foreclosed on, our income has dropped by 2/3, neither of us can find a real job, we are both over 50 years old, and we are self-employed. One of our businesses’ had a revenue drop of 50% last month — the first drop ever; until last month it had increased every month and every year. Sadly, that’s the business we rely on to support ourselves.
My kids are worried because we don’t have enough money to move to a place where the jobs are. We’ve target one spot, and we are trying to save money from our meager resources to move our family there. Trouble is, aside from saving the huge amount of money needed to move a home and a business, what happens if after we get there, our financial picture doesn’t change.
My kids are worried about being homeless. I thought of lots of options, from camping throughout the summer, to farming them out to several different relatives (and paying the relatives for their keep), to going to a family homeless shelter. Then I found out that the shelters don’t take boys over the ages of 5, 11, and 14 — depending on the shelter — and most of my kids are boys.
Yes, we made more money in the past, and we used it: to pay taxes, to support our family. We don’t have anything we can sell. No boat. No car less than 8 years old. No fancy furniture. An older house that is now worth less than the mortgage.
So many people on here think that when someone faces financial hardship it is their own fault. They assume the family was living a life of luxury, or isn’t trying hard enough to find work.
Well, sometimes, that is not how it is at all. Sometimes people are in circumstances not of their own making. Sometimes people have to tell their kids no to every little thing. Sometimes people are just screwed. I can handle that, but I can’t handle that happening to my kids.