My son mentioned getting a summer job to me this morning and told me that he doesn't need to take a lunchbox to school anymore. He sees how much Ive been struggling. It's not entirely my fault, but Im a failure as a parent. He's having to go without so much and things dont seem to be getting any better. He had to quit football. He wants to run track again this year, but I dont think I can afford it. Sports give him a way to get out of the house outside of school. There's nothing for me to cut back on around here. We are down to bare bones necessities. Im drowning and pulling him down with me and I hate it.
