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"Okay, thank you for the effort, and have a nice day!" I repeated the same sentence and hung up the phone.
I left the club and had enough for a few more months to pay my bills, but I had to find a new job and had to do it as soon as possible. The other money I had were savings which would go towards the baby and possibly daycare.
Finding a proper job as a college dropout was definitely as hard as I expected it to be and it wasn’t exactly going anywhere. I was sick of hearing the same words over and over again.
‘You are not qualified enough.’
‘You are 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.