Something's are bitter

We often get pissed off at America. Or maybe it's New York. Or it's the government. Either way, it sucks to do things right sometimes. This is what started our little joke. We did things right. Said bitterly and with sarcasm. The vent that comes afterwards is the anger.

I went to college right after high school. I did 2 years of community college and paid for it out of pocket. Then I went to Albany and finished up my generic degree. When I got home, I had  2 part time jobs for a bit, then decided it would be a good idea to become a librarian so I went  to grad school. Then the economy crashed in 2008. So there hasn't been a whole lot of full time jobs since. But still, in the last 5 years I bought a car, moved out of my parents house, lived on my own for a couple years before meeting Brendan. I traveled a bit. And I made day to day life work. I had fun. He went to community college long enough to accrue over 10 grand in student loans. Even though he didn't get the fancy piece of paper he still found a job he could (at one time) stand and mad enough money to support himself.

And then we met. And somehow, 2 rights didn't make another right. Because of our debt and our wants. I have 2 part time jobs and no health insurance so that means no babies. I also brought with me 40 G in student loans and 10 G in credit card debt. He brought in about 15 G in student loans and random other debts. And we're suppose to start a life with this? Apparently we don't really get to start fresh with someone new.

This is why we're bitter. If we were poorer, we'd be fine. But since we're trying to make enough money to pay off our debt, we don't get any of the free crap that poor people get. Why do they get rewarded? Because when you don't have those items available to you freely, you see it as a reward for not working as hard.

I would just like to bring up the thought of dystopian marriages right now, because I read too many books in the genre. We wouldn't have worked. We wouldn't have been matched, our application for a spouse wouldn't have been approved, etc. And that is sad.