It's so hard sometimes, doing this on my own. I try so hard to make a life for me and my daughter and yet, some days I just don't think we will make it. She has no clue that Mom is broke this week. Bills are paid but where our next meal will come from, I don't know. I guess I shouldn't say that. I have some food. She will eat. I will eat less. For the next few weeks, we will make do with what we have in the cupboard and freezer. It's funny though. I don't qualify for food stamps because I make 10.00 too much a month. Ten dollars. Of course, I could cancel my Internet. My cable. That's my last resort. Can you tell I'm kind of depressed about all this? sighs...