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The Millennial Insurance Gap


I was on snapchat the other day (i should mention snapchat tries to include tidbits of actually informative segments that bring an open mind back down to earth) and i saw this. I thought it was hilarious considering if you’re over 18 you are no longer eligible for government general health assistance;and with that said if you arent lucky enough to be on your parents health plan you dont have insurance of any kind.

Being apart of the ever growing but never improving poor class does’nt allow for easy access to health care unless we as newly named “adults” work full time jobs that even provide health care insurance right out of highschool.

Many of us are in what is called the insurance gap (no, not GAP insurance):
Adults between the age of 18-26 who are unable to get insurance because they are too young to have a job that is able to provide a coverage option but too old to get free assistance from the government (medicare… ect.)

Dont get me wrong there are still ways around this but if your parents didnt have to struggle enough to figure out what can be done or never bothered to let you know then you probably dont know how you can get assistance for a dental check up here and there or that much needed physical.
They dont make well known our options as unfortunate citizens of this odd-ball society we live in what can be done for out basic needs for dental and health.

Here are a few links I hope will find there way to helping more than a few people:

Benefits by State:

Rent Assistance Programs:

I reside in Texas so if there are any unfortunate people from Texas reading this I suggest getting the Gold Card; its like an insurance card you can use anywhere it is accepted.

(My step mother in law has used it to go to a psychiatrist; just so you know how far it could go for you if you choose to pursue)


WIAGF- 30 Day Challenge skipped to day #8


What I am most greatful for today:

I was caught between delving a bit deeper or keeping it short and simple.
It took me over 12 hours but I decided to keep it simple as I’m not yet ready to express my inner most thoughts.

I am most greatful for going through having to end a pregnancy 4 weeks,
I know thats weird and you may be feeling a number of emotions towards that but it’s true.

I realized just how much I wanted/need a baby and its motivated my wonderful boyfriend to try even harder to get a job that can not only sustain us but give him leway to promote him self when needed so he can be apart in the act of create a little us.

And lastly I would not have found out just how malnurished i was AND i wouldnt be taking birthcontrol that has has had the side affect of stabalizing hormones.

Through heart break and greif I am healthy again, I am able to continue working hard to finally get that leg up in my socioeconomic status. I am doing this for me and my future(s).

Side note: i started this blog to get the BS off my chest but ALSO reach out to a number of people and or groups. We are all in this together as millennials, middle class,above and below we are on the same level of Gen-y specific brutalities.

WIAGF- 30 day Challenge #6

What i am greatful today:

Is that i am able to sleep in my car @ a reasonably safe spot and most of all that safe space is in the front of my boyfriends town home.

Now you might be wondering why am i sleeping outside? Why not in his house? Thats because they have a bigger issue than just not having enough room. He has to share a room with his brother and his house has a pretty simple setup, its too small.

But its okay. Im just happy that i can finally get some uninterrupted sleep.

We all need really good sleep during these tough times right? Its the only thing that seems to not cost an arm and a leg as a millennial.

i wonder if this will be more common among the Gen-y’ers who are lucky enough to even have a car.

Some positivity 🌈

1- I will be sooooo strong after this.

2- I will have gained the experience of
26 year old by the time I am able to grasp my place in life. 

3- I HAVE a boyfriend of 4 freaking years! Most my age can’t keep a significant other for more than 6 months! Let alone be with their perfect match.

4- I HAVE wonderful friends, a few but quality over quantity!

5- I’ll be able to pass down my knowledge and wisdom to my kids. I will be the most wonderful mother because I know what it’s like to not have one. And they will have a father that is active and present.

6- My generation of millennials may struggle but it won’t be all for not. The asshole higher ups will get what’s coming to them when we fail and they start failing.

A Break From Reality- Not Really

Adulthood seems to be so fucking bazaar to say the least.
They push you out of high school saying that you are now an adult BUT here is a 4 million page book on all the rules and regulations we have set out for you.
In reality I am an adult doing what needs to be done. But in reality I am a child that seems to be flopping around aimlessly.
It really pisses me off,  because on top of being a female who is short and has a small voice, they still don’t see me as an adult because of my age. I’m a tiny 22 year old woman. No one is going to take me seriously.
“You’re an adult and can do what you please BUT not untill you conform to these rules and regulations.”
Fucking great. Being an adult is wonderful.

The millennial inflation

So I was surfing the web and came across this photo. I think it speaks volumes about how expensive things are these days, and how comparably we have so much less opportunity for OWNING and EXPERIENCING certain things than the older generations did.
It May not be a completely accurate representation of how much things were back in the day but we all know inflation is a bitch right now.
Don’t any of you think there is something wrong when a meal from a fast food place can cost as much as an hours wage from an entry level job? For me that raises a huge red flag.
It SHOULD NOT be this way.
Entry level jobs are suposed to help us get on our feet while we may or may not pursue bigger things but, HA! It really doesn’t. Especially since the job market is so finiky and teeters this way and that you’ll be hard pressed to grow from there or get any where else.
I have been working two jobs for nearing a year now and I honestly have nothing to show for it. Its really only suporting my car,gas and food. But what about a nice cheap aparment? No inflation has fucked that up as well.
When you can’t get a cheap apartment in even the questionable side of town without having to room with 2 or more people it should raise another red flag.
It shouldn’t be a requirement to bunk with other people Especially if you still work two jobs.
We millennials literally have to stay at home longer or work so much harder to start nesting and move away from home. I paused school so I can make sure I don’t have an excuse to work only 1 job and I fucking hate it.
I MISS SCHOOL GUYS I seriously do! But with me being 22 and no where near flying the nest I AM FORCED TO!
How long will they keep inflating the cost of everything untill they stop. Probably when the working class is too poor to even afford their latest goddamn phone or TV.

Anyway Fuck life. Fuck inflation. Fuck minim wage. Fuck it all man.

Is is Stress or is this a Growing Pain?

Ive been working on what to say in this particular blog post for a few days and I decided to keep it simple.

I’m not sure how fine that line is between being possibly depressed and going through that next step into adulthood- that “Growing Pain”. I remember going through that angst stage in high school but I don’t remember ever feeling so helpless against the outside forces.
Am I just getting older and learning life’s lessons or are life’s lessons that would other wise not blanket me so much causing me to go a bit cray?

I’m not sure but I am taking the necessary steps into discovering wether or not it’s just life and im learning how to live it.

ME-llenniAin’t Never ganna move on. Pt.1

You know what I’ve noticed is that througout the years people always, ALWAYS ” reminisce” about what was and depress themselves about what could never be. 

What could never be sinply because,  “Isn’t it so obvious that we(they) could never be as happy as they once were?”

While that is entirely untrue- er- what I’d like to believe can’t be true because that’s what we’ve been told yet somehow at certain age flip that around to be true. 

Right out of highschool I believed that while it was nice to bathe in that oh so sweet and addictive nostalgic feeling I knew that i needed to focus on my future; to live in the present and learn from the past (good or bad). 
But as life would have me living in that cushy low low middle class status it was quickly ripped away from me; needless to say a few years later my family being unable to pick themselves up I find myself consistently living in the past. Its almost like I litterally can not function in the present unless I get a sweet shot of what was to get my blood going, keeping that sliver human instinct alive. 

Not even that much older and living as a true Millennial adult is completely draining. As in presently drained… I am drained. 

Our parents had it so much easier. 

The minimum wage has everyone low balling their starting wages.

And with the cost of living? Don’t get me started I am working two jobs and I STILL have to stay home a lot longer than my and your parents had to. 

Tired of trying to live in the present its so fucking bleak. 

But this is only the beggining leading towards my conclusion.