I’m quitting the internet, I’m going home to the couch, I’ve decided.
I’m not going to take a job anymore, I am leaving the Internet.
And while I don’t have to look up the name of my job in a job application, I know my life is on the line.
I don, as I am a single mom with a teenage son and a wife who is a teacher.
I can’t take the online job I have and I have no one to help me navigate it.
The only reason I am staying in the job market is because I’m tired of living with a paycheck every two weeks.
I’m also tired of spending my paycheck.
I’ve been on my own since my husband got the flu and I haven’t had a raise in years.
So now I’m starting to see my salary drop.
I have been paying myself more than $20,000 a month in my own money.
I need to get out.
It’s not about the money.
My job isn’t worth it.
I work as a full-time teacher for a small, independent school.
My salary is less than what my parents pay, but my kids are making $12,000.
I am living paycheck to paycheck.
The internet has been my escape.
The job has been an escape.
But it’s not working out.
I quit my job and now I need the internet to help with my job search.
The internet can help me find jobs, but it can’t replace my life.
I also need a career.
I had a full time job that paid well, but I still needed a job.
And it was a part-time job.
My husband and I had been married for more than four years.
It was hard.
I would drive long hours and then work extra shifts at night to keep our home on budget.
And I needed money for groceries and for my kids to be fed.
It became impossible to find work.
I eventually found a job teaching.
And that’s where my life took a turn for the worse.
At first I was a good teacher.
But after the flu hit, I was tired of my kids being sick and tired of me having to be in a hospital bed.
My wife and I took a year off from the internet.
I took two weeks off from my job.
I moved back in with my parents and moved back to the apartment.
But I had no money to buy groceries or for my family to eat.
And my son was sick and didn’t have any money.
Then one night I woke up with a sore throat.
My throat felt like it was on fire.
I was scared.
I went to my son and said, “Dad, it’s going to hurt.”
My son said, “”Mom, I can help you.
“I looked up the internet and read what other people had to say about the flu.
I found a post about the internet saying that the flu can be fatal and that it was only an infection.
So I started reading the comments.
And then I read more and more of the comments and felt sick to my stomach.
I read all of them.
I felt that I was being attacked.
I couldn’t believe what I was reading.
I realized that my entire world had been turned upside down.
There were people saying that if I had the flu I would be able to afford food.
But that wasn’t true.
I’d have to rely on food stamps to make ends meet.
There was also this whole thing about the healthcare system being so corrupt.
And people were saying that I should get a doctor.
My kids needed help.
My daughter needed help and my son needed help too.
And they said, If I just work harder, they’ll get better healthcare and they’ll make us better parents.
So I started doing my best.
I started teaching.
I worked really hard.
And in February of 2019, I left the internet job and started teaching full time.
I got paid $100 a week.
That was my first year teaching full-year.
I never felt like I was doing it for free.
I still had to work full- time and I needed to have my children eat.
I needed the internet so I could find a job and then I needed a career and then a house and then an apartment.
I made some sacrifices along the way.
I dropped my phone and my laptop and I bought a new laptop for my daughter.
But eventually I decided that I needed my internet for something bigger than just teaching.
The next step was moving back to my parents’ house.
But my parents still didn’t know how to handle it.
They were still being told that the internet was for adults and that they should just leave it alone.
I said, no.
The more I learn, the more I realize how bad this whole system is.
I realize it’s the worst thing