Thursday, January 20, 2011

Part Time Indian Indian Absolute

Page 13 of the "The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian"
Poverty
It sucks to be poor!
I identified with Jr. about poverty and that somehow I deserved to be poor because I knew nothing else.  I always believed that I was so poor as a mother raising my four children and that I would never pull myself out of poverty.  Even though my "lazy good nothing" husband never worked and I was holding down two jobs.  This led me to believe that I would be destined to be poorer than poor.  Like Jr., my husband kept me in a belief that I was stupid, ugly and that no one else would want me. 
The poorest times of my life were always the most hurtful, both physically and emotionally.