That I shouldn't be embarrassed. That it happens to everyone at least once in their life, and that just because you are poor, doesn't mean you are a bad person or that you don't deserve a little help when you need it. I can remember telling others that same thing before, but at that time, I didn't have a problem.
I applied for food stamps today. Yep, me. My husband is mad at me, and he is depressed. But I just told him that this isn't his fault and he didn't do anything wrong. Our kids are sick, we are homeless, and we needed help, just like other people do when they can't find a job. Now our kids have medical insurance and food for 6 months and we don't have to worry that they won't have lunch money or that if they get hurt again, the x-rays will go straight to the collections department.
I suppose that someone was also right when she told me that she would rather I was getting help than some drug dealer on the street who could get a real job but instead chooses to live off of the system and sell drugs to kids on a street corner. What really makes me mad are those who get social security or workers comp and they don't have a real problem, they just don't want to work. My husband went to work with a head injury...taking his chances every day that he would die. He also severed every tendon in his ankle, but is still out looking for a job. There are people who really need that money from the government and can''t get it because someone who doesn't need it is using it. It just isn't right. It isn't fair.
I am still embarrassed, but at least I can say that I tried to get help and that I am taking care of my kids. That's a good thing, right?
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