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2d
Struggling to hold a job down?
Everywhere you turn, the same cold line-
“We’re going a different direction.”

“Clearly it’s your fault. You’re not doing it right.
Keep pushing those resumes. Practice your interviews…”

Looking for alternatives - experience, maybe some money?

“Just get a job. Quit being so lazy.”

Hit financial walls while scraping together a life for your baby?

“Clearly, you’re not fit to be a parent.
Simply give your child away.”

You say you trudged through dirt, sweat, and tears...
But help was always a phone call away.
While I wait eight hours on hold just to hear:
“The office hours have closed. Please try your call again later”

“I’ve struggled. I’ve gone through hell and back.
I threw prayers that filled empty air…”

The list goes on.

But when I stumble and fall, all I hear is:
“Get up.”
“You’re just lazy.”
“Give your child away. You can’t care for him.”

Keep throwing your stones from your "cushy" lives.

I’ll show you.
You've seen me do it before

I’ll take your stones and build a fortress-
One forged from “can’t”, “lazy”, and “you’ll never make it.”

Add wood to my fire. Add stones to my palace.
Every doubt you toss becomes part of my legacy.

Because in this permanent rat race,
I won’t surrender.
I’ll rise above
And he’s staying with us

We'll make it, we simply have to
A child needs his family and that's just what I'll do
With- or without you
I came to my family for a little bit of financial help recently and they told me that I should consider adopting out my son. If I don't have it together right now, how can I possibly care for a child? The cliff has become steeper and it grows even more so every day. But *I'm* the one who's the problem, obviously...
Airi Lightmoon
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Airi Lightmoon  Gender Fluid
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