I grew up low class, and expected my life to be hard - only I didn’t process it as “hard”; it was just how life *was.* I was going to have to spend the rest of my life doing minimum-wage physically-hard labor, and then getting pregnant. That was the plan, but more importantly-
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Friends, family, but also the structure of the relationships: did you see them often, or infrequently? Could you count on them for things? Etc.
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My factory job I worked in a city I’d moved to recently, didn’t know many people. I had a boyfriend I lived with and a few friends. My parents were 5 hour drive away and i wasn’t on speaking terms with my dad, and they said they weren’t gonna financially support me.
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