I was just getting started...
I'm 47 and my husband left me and our special needs kids. We ended up homeless and I struggled to find work and get us a safe place. I found a job in insurance and made them my focus. They both required so much care and we never got assistance. They are on their way to college in the fall. Both of them have scholarships but I still need to cover over costs.
I was hoping to become a nurse as I have been working has a CNA previously (which I hate but I do well). I wanted to finish nursing school by 48. But, perimenopause has hit and it's crumbling me. I can't think, sleep and barely can control my emotions.
NO DOCTOR WILL PRESCRIBE HRT BECAUSE OF MY CARDIAC HISTORY. I had a small heart attack a few years ago. I spent years working two or more jobs plus caring for the kids. Going days without sleep and living off coffee and redbulls. I wasn't surprised when it happened.
I wanted to start my third act has a nurse. I can't even read a book now. I can't remember anything. My kids keep track of my keys and wallet because I cry if I can't find them.
I fucking hate this. Couldn't this have waited a few more years!!! I'm gonna live the rest of my life with nothing. I'm never going to travel with my kids. I'm never going to travel. Just stuck working a shit job. I am so pissed off. I didn't know the change would be this detrimental. I no longer believe life is worth living. Being poor is awful. I can't describe to daily humiliation and dread that overtook the hope I had. The change is awful when your poor. I can't slow down but I have no other choice. My heart hurts so bad.