Another lil rant (this time kitty tax)

(My son when he was a baby, my favorite pic. Handsome lil jerk.) I posted a couple times about my situation and how I feel about toph-fuckass recently! Struggling with no food because I lost my job unexpectedly on the 3rd, but got a job recently thank God. I checked my email and I have a SECOND job opportunity! And it's something I really enjoy! Before Covid I was an after school teacher that ran programs helping grade school kids with homework, PE, and food options. My job went away with the entire school system shutting down for a year and a half. Anyway. Monday afternoon I am going in for an interview to be doing something very similar! I just have to make it to my first check, and hopefully it is only up from there! Tophia could never. Absolutely NEVER, do anything like this. I applied everywhere and put so much effort in to this, because you need a job to survive. Her brain knows this. But she will not put in the work .... To find work. I got 2 (fingers crossed) jobs in 23 days! I am beyond proud of myself. The struggle is so fucking real, but it's going to get better and I am so thankful that I am nothing like her. I don't wish harm on her, but I do hope she continues to have to face the consequences of not doing literally anything. Ugh. Anyway. I'm stressing. But also starting to feel like I will be able to breathe soon.