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My New Crazy Life

Published November 14, 2016 by wackybrittany

Recently my life became incredibly crazy, at least for my standards. To make a long story short Social Security decided to do some tests to see if I’m still considered disabled. They decided that I’m not disabled enough to be on Social Security, so my benefits have stopped. This sent me in a bit of a panic and I decided to try to apply for a job. Well, Walmart called me and hired me on as a part time cashier. I was shocked. I have never been a cashier before, I don’t have money handling experience, and it’s been six years since I’ve worked. I’ve been there for a few weeks and I like it. Sure there are a few grumps, but most of my coworkers are really nice and I get along with them pretty well.

What does his mean for the rest of my life? I still plan on going to school, but I do t have a whole lot of free time anymore. I pretty much work, go home, go to bed, repeat that cycle, then go to school, come home, and sleep. I don’t know how people can do it. It’s a struggle. I take two buses to go to wrk and it takes about 45 minutes to an hour, depending on traffic and if I miss my connecting bus downtown and have to wait.

I want to continue my Etsy shop, but with how much little time I have I don’t know if that’s possible. It might have to be put on hold for a while. Let’s just wait and see.

Thanks for reading! Take care,
-Brittany

I Am Fearful

Published November 11, 2016 by wackybrittany

I wasn’t going to share any political stuff here, but something one of my friends wrote on his Facebook just hit home for me. I feel like I want to share it. He said I could. I will probably get hate from this, but I will probably also get some love. Let’s just see how this goes.
Seth McFarlane summed up this election in a brief and poignant way: “Some didn’t like Bush. Some didn’t like Obama. But this is different. Forget dislike. Many are genuinely fearful now. This is new.”

As a white, cisgender, heterosexual male with U.S. citizenship, my privileges give me no reason to fear. However, I am fearful. 

I’m fearful for the message this election sends to women and girls when the country elects someone who openly brags about sexually assaulting women without their permission, goes into girl’s dressing rooms, rates women on their looks, denies them access to healthcare, etc.

I’m fearful for the message this election sends to young men when the country elects someone who treats women the way he does.

I’m fearful for the message this election sends to people of color when the country elects someone who has the endorsement and support of the KKK, openly calls out people he sees as “My (insert plural form of race here),” etc.

I’m fearful for the message this election sends to the LGBT+ community when the country elects someone who will try to “cure” them through conversion therapy, and more.

I’m fearful for the message this election sends to immigrants, both with and without citizenship, when the country elects someone who wants to build walls to keep others out.

I’m fearful for the message this sends to Muslims (and other communities of faith who may be next) when the country elects someone who wants to pull a page from Hitler’s playbook by creating a national registry for Muslims and ban them from entering the country.

I’m fearful, but not nearly as fearful as women, people of color, the LGBT+ community, immigrants, Muslims, and countless others are, and have the right to be.

Now, please excuse me while I comfort those who America has hurt by legitimizing this fearmongerer by giving him the most powerful position in the world.