“Okay, thank you for the effort, and have a nice day!” I repeated the same words and hung up the phone.
After leaving the club I had enough for a few more months to pay my bills, but knew I had to find a new job and extremely soon. The remaining money I had were savings which would go towards the baby and daycare until I had found another job after the baby was born.
Finding a proper job as a college dropout was definitely as hard as expected and wasn’t exactly going anywhere. Each time I had to hear the same sentence, I had to hear that I was not educated enough.
There were times when giving the baby up for adoption did sound tempting, but I knew that I wouldn’t be able to handle the pain, but I also wouldn’t be able to raise my baby this way.
