Lazy? Get over yourself.

For those who are actually close to me, you’ll know that I’ve been working since I was 15.5 years of age.  My first job was at Baskin Robbins in Anaheim, CA.  I was a junior and had to work to pay for my AP exams and SAT courses.  Shortly afterwards, I quitted, and picked up a job through guest services at Knott’s Berry Farm.  I used the money I made, from Knott’s, to pay for all of my college applications.  Any extra money – was placed in my savings.  I occasionally bought pants/shoes.  The summer before college, I worked for an insurance telemarketing company and bought my first laptop.  I used the remaining funds to secure my housing deposit to live on-campus.  My first job, in undergrad, was picking up recycling bins throughout the university campus.  A year later I was promoted to work control office assistant, where I would stay for the remaining time at the university.  I worked all breaks.  All the money I made, paid for living expenses and books. I also took on a paid fellowship during this time, volunteered at the local hospital, and had various extra curricular activities.  After graduating, I picked up a summer job  at a bank to pay for my graduate school housing deposit and purchased a refurbished macbook laptop.  Throughout graduate school I took on small gigs to get by.

And I have been working ever since, to pay for the next chapter of my life. Because if not me, then who?  A lot of people think I grew up with a silver spoon in my mouth and act as though this break, I’m taking, is an act of laziness. To those people, I am going to tell you to take a quick look in the mirror, and to walk on by before I give you a piece of my two cents.

My parents didn’t help me with a car, finance school loans for me, buy me a cellphone, send me money to help me out, or even call to ask how I was doing.  Yes, I have a nice car but no one helped me get it.  It’s registered only under my name, I bargained relentlessly for it, and worked really hard to obtain a good credit.  I am the only person whose ever made payments on it.

Don’t be so quick to judge my life, if you didn’t actively reach out to hear how much I struggled in between all those moments.

All that is to say, there are always going to be people who throw rocks at you.  Never put your head down, keep driving, and striving.  Love you all.

 

“Never surrender your hopes and dreams to the fateful limitations others have placed on their own lives. The vision of your true destiny does not reside within the blinkered outlook of the naysayers and the doom prophets. Judge not by their words, but accept advice based on the evidence of actual results. Do not be surprised should you find a complete absence of anything mystical or miraculous in the manifested reality of those who are so eager to advise you. Friends and family who suffer the lack of abundance, joy, love, fulfillment and prosperity in their own lives really have no business imposing their self-limiting beliefs on your reality experience.” – Anthony St. Maarten

With hope and light,

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2 Comments

    1. Thank you Warren! I hardly ever talk about how hard, I’ve worked my entire life, and how fast I had to grow up! So when people, who have had things handed to them, start giving me their two cents … well… it gets me riled up! But not in a bad way. 🙂 I’ve finally grown up to a point where I’m really proud of myself and how far I’ve come. ❤ And we absolutely have to keep our power and self-worth.

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