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Hush now child,
and don't you cry
Your folks might understand you
by and by
Move on up
towards your destination
You may find
from time to time
Complications
Bite your lip
and take a trip
Though there may be
wet road ahead
You cannot slip
Just move on up
and peace you will find
Into the steeple
of beautiful people
Where there's only one kind
So hush now child
and don't you cry
Your folks might understand you
by and by
Just move on up
and keep on wishing
Remember your dreams
are your only schemes
So keep on pushing
Take nothing less -
not even second best
And do not obey -
you must have your say
You can past the test
Just move on up
To a greater day
With just a little faith
If you put your mind to it
You can surely do it.
Just move on up
Move on up
But move on up
Oh child just move on up
But move on up
Just move on up
Since my mother was in a car accident in February, life has seemed to go downhill for her. She stopped working and collected workers comp for a while. She is a home health nurse and was hit from behind while going to a patient's house. Also, she has carpal tunnel syndrome.
Over the summer, she went back for a few hours a day and collected half the workers comp she was getting before.
Then in August, my older sister had her put in jail because they were arguing and my mom slapped her.
I hate both of them, but my mom didn't deserve to go to jail that night. It was a mess.
At any rate, since she got back she has not been working and recently quit her job as a nurse for 25 years.
My grandmother is in debt due to bills and my mom not working. Her two front teeth, which are false, fell out and she spent weeks without them because they didn't have the money to get them fixed. My mom has some money in a credit union and is planning on collecting disability so she can sit at home and drink cheap whiskey all day.
My concern is for my little sisters. They still live there and my mother is threatening to kick them out if they don't start paying her $200 a month each. Unfortunately, with paying off school bills they have along with all of their own food, toiletries, and transportation, this is impossible. I've told them to try to see if she'll deal with $100 a month, because as shitty as it is, that is the best place for them to live at the moment.
I'm worried if my mom, who's bipolar, is going to have health insurance and if not, how she's going to afford her medication. I don't want the twins living there if she's going to be off her meds. Especially with things getting closer to the holidays since my mom tends to get even more stressed out during these times.
It's frustrating because my mom has done nothing for me. She's put a roof over my head and sent me to decent schools growing up, just like every other parent in America should do, but she was never there for me. She fucked all of her children out of any chance of higher education and now she wants to lay in bed all day drinking and live off her own mother and two youngest daughters.
A good mother would want the best for her children, but I don't think she has the capacity to feel that way. The idea of my sisters working and paying her is infuriating and I don't want them to be afraid of her. I don't want them to be afraid of where they're going to live.
So I am determined to find a better job and make things better for all of us. My father, me, and my sisters. I'm not scared. I can do it. If my mom can't be a fucking woman and sacrifice for her kids, I will. There are people more physically and mentally unstable than she is that work jobs more mentally and physically taxing than hers, for less pay, but not her.
She needs the twins, but she's going to be shit out luck because I've got a plan and once it works out, she's going to have no one. Maybe then she'll realize how toxic she is. Maybe then she can check into some nice little mental institution and spend her days drooling on herself and rotting to death.
I've spent the last couple of months annoying my managers about getting a raise. After a year and a half, they are finally giving me one. A mere 25 cents an hour more. It's not enough. I've spent the last two days applying for jobs nonstop. My resume looks good and I've got a pretty good cover letter as well. Today I got a call back about an environmentalist job making phone calls to campaign to help save Lake Michigan. My interview is Monday at 11am. I don't give a shit about Lake Michigan, but I will lie my ass off if the position allows me to make more money. I have a feeling the position is temporary, so tomorrow I'm going to call back to make sure. I need something long term.
There's no guarantee that I'll get the job, but it's a good sign and definitely motivating to get a call back. I've also talked to my boss about getting my sisters a few hours a week there. Someone just got fired, we'll need help over the holidays, and the twins could use a few extra bucks if my mom is going to be pilfering out of their checks. I'm also planning to open a savings account for me and the twins.
Shit, just today she asked my sister to get her a pack of cigarettes. When my sister said she was getting ready to leave to come over to my apartment, my mom started crying. She screamed that my sister doesn't do anything, doesn't give her any money and then proceeded to ask my sister's friend to get her the cigarettes for her. Meanwhile, the store is just a few blocks away and her brand new Ford Focus collects dust in the garage. She may as well sell that too.
The whole situation is nauseating and I've been feeling more symptoms of my PTSD lately. A lot of anxiety, panic, etc.
But I've got things figured out this time and I'm definitely going to make sure my sisters get out. My mom is a couple mood swings away from a mental breakdown and I'm sick of her dragging us down with her.
Move on up.
Hush now child,
and don't you cry
Your folks might understand you
by and by
Move on up
towards your destination
You may find
from time to time
Complications
Bite your lip
and take a trip
Though there may be
wet road ahead
You cannot slip
Just move on up
and peace you will find
Into the steeple
of beautiful people
Where there's only one kind
So hush now child
and don't you cry
Your folks might understand you
by and by
Just move on up
and keep on wishing
Remember your dreams
are your only schemes
So keep on pushing
Take nothing less -
not even second best
And do not obey -
you must have your say
You can past the test
Just move on up
To a greater day
With just a little faith
If you put your mind to it
You can surely do it.
Just move on up
Move on up
But move on up
Oh child just move on up
But move on up
Just move on up
Since my mother was in a car accident in February, life has seemed to go downhill for her. She stopped working and collected workers comp for a while. She is a home health nurse and was hit from behind while going to a patient's house. Also, she has carpal tunnel syndrome.
Over the summer, she went back for a few hours a day and collected half the workers comp she was getting before.
Then in August, my older sister had her put in jail because they were arguing and my mom slapped her.
I hate both of them, but my mom didn't deserve to go to jail that night. It was a mess.
At any rate, since she got back she has not been working and recently quit her job as a nurse for 25 years.
My grandmother is in debt due to bills and my mom not working. Her two front teeth, which are false, fell out and she spent weeks without them because they didn't have the money to get them fixed. My mom has some money in a credit union and is planning on collecting disability so she can sit at home and drink cheap whiskey all day.
My concern is for my little sisters. They still live there and my mother is threatening to kick them out if they don't start paying her $200 a month each. Unfortunately, with paying off school bills they have along with all of their own food, toiletries, and transportation, this is impossible. I've told them to try to see if she'll deal with $100 a month, because as shitty as it is, that is the best place for them to live at the moment.
I'm worried if my mom, who's bipolar, is going to have health insurance and if not, how she's going to afford her medication. I don't want the twins living there if she's going to be off her meds. Especially with things getting closer to the holidays since my mom tends to get even more stressed out during these times.
It's frustrating because my mom has done nothing for me. She's put a roof over my head and sent me to decent schools growing up, just like every other parent in America should do, but she was never there for me. She fucked all of her children out of any chance of higher education and now she wants to lay in bed all day drinking and live off her own mother and two youngest daughters.
A good mother would want the best for her children, but I don't think she has the capacity to feel that way. The idea of my sisters working and paying her is infuriating and I don't want them to be afraid of her. I don't want them to be afraid of where they're going to live.
So I am determined to find a better job and make things better for all of us. My father, me, and my sisters. I'm not scared. I can do it. If my mom can't be a fucking woman and sacrifice for her kids, I will. There are people more physically and mentally unstable than she is that work jobs more mentally and physically taxing than hers, for less pay, but not her.
She needs the twins, but she's going to be shit out luck because I've got a plan and once it works out, she's going to have no one. Maybe then she'll realize how toxic she is. Maybe then she can check into some nice little mental institution and spend her days drooling on herself and rotting to death.
I've spent the last couple of months annoying my managers about getting a raise. After a year and a half, they are finally giving me one. A mere 25 cents an hour more. It's not enough. I've spent the last two days applying for jobs nonstop. My resume looks good and I've got a pretty good cover letter as well. Today I got a call back about an environmentalist job making phone calls to campaign to help save Lake Michigan. My interview is Monday at 11am. I don't give a shit about Lake Michigan, but I will lie my ass off if the position allows me to make more money. I have a feeling the position is temporary, so tomorrow I'm going to call back to make sure. I need something long term.
There's no guarantee that I'll get the job, but it's a good sign and definitely motivating to get a call back. I've also talked to my boss about getting my sisters a few hours a week there. Someone just got fired, we'll need help over the holidays, and the twins could use a few extra bucks if my mom is going to be pilfering out of their checks. I'm also planning to open a savings account for me and the twins.
Shit, just today she asked my sister to get her a pack of cigarettes. When my sister said she was getting ready to leave to come over to my apartment, my mom started crying. She screamed that my sister doesn't do anything, doesn't give her any money and then proceeded to ask my sister's friend to get her the cigarettes for her. Meanwhile, the store is just a few blocks away and her brand new Ford Focus collects dust in the garage. She may as well sell that too.
The whole situation is nauseating and I've been feeling more symptoms of my PTSD lately. A lot of anxiety, panic, etc.
But I've got things figured out this time and I'm definitely going to make sure my sisters get out. My mom is a couple mood swings away from a mental breakdown and I'm sick of her dragging us down with her.
Move on up.
