My family has always struggled financially. There were times where there was nothing to eat, no bed to sleep on, and no "decent" clothes on our backs. We made it though. With sacrifice, determination, and a dim light of hope we were able to have a home of our own, a new car, and never worry about when the next meal will be. WE NEVER ASKED FOR HELP. We did it together, as a family, on our own. Our pride certainly was costly because there were times when we could have applied for assistance, sleep in a shelter, go to soup kitchens, etc. but we didn't. We did have God, but I am certain OUR persistence to not give up and live the American dream was a BIG part of it to. If you don't have a car, walk your ass to the bus stop, my mom walked 4 miles while pregnant to work. I walked 6 to my job until I received a bike. I got any job I could I even worked humbly as a janitor at my OWN HIGHSCHOOL. We are struggling again now though, my mother got stage 4 stomach cancer and it was very costly, and going to a university isn't cheap either. Although I transferred to a community college, got a second part time job, everything is going down hill again. I fear that once again I'd be that young girl with the world on her shoulders, trying her best to be the second parent to 4 other children. My mother's insurance has run out, without treatment she will die. We are far behind our mortgage. Bills just keep piling up. But fuck it, I am not going to ask for help. I am going to survive, and embrace all that shit life just LOVES to throw in my face. You will all survive too, as long as you NEVER GIVE UP.
