Hell in a Designer Handbag

 As i sit here today wondering how I’m going to pay my bills, support my children etc. I still realize that there is someone out there worse than myself. Seems unfair that some struggle so much to achieve so little in life. But, it makes you question what those achievements really are. And it makes you see just how distorted our perceptions have become.

 When did we forget about respect? Both for ourselves and each other? When did we forget about pride in something more than the designers name on our handbags or shoes? When did we forget to remember our own individual wants and needs instead of just those of the masses? Where did our work ethics go? And have we all lost all forms of common courtesies?

 I remember being told that there was nothing wrong with working hard. I remember being told that pride came from a job done right. Now it seems as if the hardest job of all is just making it through the day. Pride is what you have left after the collection agencies have called, left message after message and youve hidden this months electric bill from yourself to avoid looking at it. Something just doesnt seem right about this.