Today’s prompt: pack or unpack
I view the words and moving comes to mind – a non-reality for me.
I don’t know how ‘to lie’.
Values instilled from youth passed onto my children backfired again.
I took the time to fill out the forms and told the damn truth.
Paperwork stamp ‘rejected’ – reason: income above guideline cap.
It seems a slight increase to my fixed income placed me in the category of non-eligible
for any form of assistance.
Taken away from me my $16.00 per month in food stamps along with my fuel
Each time I tried to get onboard with regard to employment – I wasn’t poor
enough for the programs.
The system stinks if you are an honest person with a conscience.
Months after my housing application was filed away I learned the income guideline
had increased by thousands and my fixed income now fell far below.
Funny I never read of this change and an internet search proved fruitless.
I’ve questioned a few as to when the cap was raised only to date no answers.
So I re-applied and wait and pray moving day arrives before my expiration date.
In awe I sit – wonder – trying to ‘unpack‘ my suitcase of unmentionable thoughts.
To date I’ve lived with hope and faith in humans only recently have come to the
realization: “never expect others to act in the same mannerisms as you”.
Thus this people-pleaser made the decision to pack it in and change over from nice
to not-nice = a self-help process that teaches one to be real while still remaining
an honest and truthful person.
Tis official it’s fine to pack the right to speak up rather than remain quiet and
suffer in silence into my backpack.
A new attitude – good intentions – process of deletion of all negatives – doable.