Chapter 1:
'Ugh, another bill in the mail. When will it stop?' I asked myself when I opened up another medical bill. Before I continue with the story, let me introduce myself. My name is Amy Rose. I'm a 22 year old senior in college. I live with my mom, who's a single parent. My dad abandoned us when I was little. Apparently, being a whore to multiple women was more important than being with his family. Ever since then, me and my father has never had a great relationship. Shit, I don't even know if he loves me. But, moving on because I'm not trying to tell my whole sad life story. Ever since my parents got divorced, we've been struggling. Currently, mom is working two jobs: her main job as a CNA and a cashier at Walmart. As for me, I'm a full time college student and a part time Pre-K teacher at a daycare. I'll be getting my bachelor's in four months. I'm a dual major in nursing and psychology, so I'll have two degrees. It wasn't easy, but I'm almost done. But anyway, that's enough about me. As you know, money is tight in my household and I've just received another medical bill in the mail. I have shitty insurance through my job, and the bills just seem to keep piling up. My biggest medical bill is over $3,000 because I've gotten surgery when I was 19 years old and it was my father's responsibility to pay for the remaining balance. But, my father decides that he will pin the bill on me so now it's my responsibility. Father of the year, right? So it's a constant struggle every day. Not to mention that I can't even afford a car right now and my boss is cutting hours. But through all of this, I still keep the faith. But for how long?
"Hey honey….oh no another bill?" Mom asked
I rolled my eyes, "Of course. It just never ends"
"I know, honey. And things will get better. I promise."
"But when?" I asked, "We've been struggling ever since dad left. I know you're trying your best and I'm very grateful for you, but when? You've been saying that same 'things will get better' crap for years and it just seems like things are getting worse."
"I know, honey. And I understand you're frustrated and I'm frustrated as well. All these bills fall on me. The mortgage, the electric and gas, the water bill, sewage bill, car note and insurance, cable bill and many more. But being angry at the world isn't going to fix our situation. All we can do is keep the faith that everything will work out."
"Ha! I'll have faith when I start seeing improvement in this household."
"Sigh, you are just like your father, unfortunately."
Later that night, I felt my depression coming back on. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that I've been suffering from depression and anxiety for the past few years. Most of it has to do with my father's leaving. Whenever I feel like my depression is about to hit, I listen to music on my phone and start to write in my book. I bought a book from the store called '400 Writing Prompts' and basically it's creative writing. It'll give you a scenario or a question and you just have to answer it anyway you want. It's pretty cool, I only got it for like five bucks. After 45 minutes of writing, I begin to wonder when things will get better. With all these bills piling up, there was only one other option that I haven't tried….