life as a shorty shouldnt be so rough
Did you ever feel self-conscious about being poor growing up ?
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yeah, i can definitely respect that. everyone has the right to have/make a better life for themselves and the people they care for. i just hope that in that pursuit, they don't lose their sense of self.
ltheghost
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Pops got laid off in 88. Almost went on welfare but my mom was losing her shyt. Dinners changed. They were arguing a lot. I started staying with my grandmother a lot. Started hanging out with my hood ass friends a lot more. No curfews. Pops finally made it when I was in the middle of high school but the damage had been done. I always felt poor. Still kinda conscious about it today.
ISO
Pass me the rock nikka
What I don't understand is how some of y'all nikkas say ya ate ketchup sandwiches and sugar water and shyt 
Y'all never had Food Stamps, they even got pantries and shyt
I never struggled to eat
By the time I was like 14 I got a job, and got whatever the fukk I wanted all the sneakers and fly gear and shyt and my moms and pops did the best they could so I never looked bad
Y'all never had Food Stamps, they even got pantries and shyt
I never struggled to eat
By the time I was like 14 I got a job, and got whatever the fukk I wanted all the sneakers and fly gear and shyt and my moms and pops did the best they could so I never looked bad
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Yuffie butter!
I was always self conscious about it because I always felt like I was rich in my mind. I wasn't ungrateful but seemingly ahead of a lot of other people, especially black folks; I was in a single mom environment most of the time and she was the super for the low income housing in my little town. As a result, my mom would be evicting my peers' parents from time to time. People looked at me like I was rich and I was some kind of devil because they were staying with grandma for the next few months.
I was also not so interested in what was considered typically 'black' in my small, racist, little town. Most of us were funneled into sports but I was the quiz bowl, theatre type (lol. even though I was still in the street). My affinities pushed me further into isolation as most of the people I ended up being around were white and doing quite well financially (their parents, anyway).
It also didn't help that when I visited my father, he had another family and a wife and was doing alright. They were by no means rich, but they had 2 cars, a house, a yard, fukking pets...tropical fish and dobermans. Meanwhile my mom and brother lived in a crib that didn't even have a proper floor. My kitchen was just tiles on top of dirt for about 5 years. We didn't even know it at first. The washing machine in the kitchen eventually caused the tiles to separate. We had mushrooms.
A more subtle reason I felt self conscious about being 'lower class' was the fact that my mom had a certain image in the town an it was so small. Word travels quick so I was frequently reminded to not go around asking for things because that might start a rumor.
I was also not so interested in what was considered typically 'black' in my small, racist, little town. Most of us were funneled into sports but I was the quiz bowl, theatre type (lol. even though I was still in the street). My affinities pushed me further into isolation as most of the people I ended up being around were white and doing quite well financially (their parents, anyway).
It also didn't help that when I visited my father, he had another family and a wife and was doing alright. They were by no means rich, but they had 2 cars, a house, a yard, fukking pets...tropical fish and dobermans. Meanwhile my mom and brother lived in a crib that didn't even have a proper floor. My kitchen was just tiles on top of dirt for about 5 years. We didn't even know it at first. The washing machine in the kitchen eventually caused the tiles to separate. We had mushrooms.
A more subtle reason I felt self conscious about being 'lower class' was the fact that my mom had a certain image in the town an it was so small. Word travels quick so I was frequently reminded to not go around asking for things because that might start a rumor.
Damn, I dont know how you some of you can be raised in those isolated little towns in middle America 
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Yuffie butter!
Damn, I dont know how you some of you can be raised in those isolated little towns in middle America
A lot of people who see how hard it is growing up in the city move to these smaller towns to spare their kids those hardships.
Nah..everybody around me was in the same boat..A little ways in, around 14/15 i started taking some gifted classes at another school..I had to experience some of that ether These kids spent money every day, i just didn't have that. All in all it wasn't a big deal to me most of the time.
These kids spent money every day, i just didn't have that. All in all it wasn't a big deal to me most of the time.
I once asked my mom if we were poor? She damn near broke down crying.
We was damn neaer 3rd world poor in them Louisiana project.
All we did was fight. I grew up around so much violence and poverty.
Rarely got anything from that nasty icecream truck with roaches.
4 brothers in a one room. I never had my own room until I moved out.
We dug in dumpster, like 15 deep.
I went barefooted a few summer. My feet look horrible
We use to go to store with nothing but shorts on. We made store start requiring customers to have on shoes and shirt.
After about 12/13 I stopped asking my parent for anything. I was the youngest, my brother stopped earlier than me.
I remember i miss a fieldtrip to some Dam cause it was 3$.
We had to get ourselves, street life and hustling.
Summer before 9th grade, we finally got out the projects. We moved to a house 100ft from the worst projects in the city. 100 junkies, gambler, hustlers and crooks gambling outside everyday.
There are pros and cons to growing up poor, poverty hinders your optimism. You can't dream well. I was good a drawing and pitching, but never got any push or support really. I will say, me or no of my 4 brothers are soft. We all moved out by 18. And we're very appreciative of all that we have. It would be nice to have a better start, but we just have to make it better for our kids. My brother just opened a business. I'm looking to start one myself soon. All of us are making our parents proud.
The prideful look on my parents face is priceless. The love I have and receive from my brothers is priceless.Love my family more than life itself. I wouldn't change anything, bcuz id have to risk the love and connection we have today.
We was damn neaer 3rd world poor in them Louisiana project.
All we did was fight. I grew up around so much violence and poverty.
Rarely got anything from that nasty icecream truck with roaches.
4 brothers in a one room. I never had my own room until I moved out.
We dug in dumpster, like 15 deep.
I went barefooted a few summer. My feet look horrible
We use to go to store with nothing but shorts on. We made store start requiring customers to have on shoes and shirt.
After about 12/13 I stopped asking my parent for anything. I was the youngest, my brother stopped earlier than me.
I remember i miss a fieldtrip to some Dam cause it was 3$.
We had to get ourselves, street life and hustling.
Summer before 9th grade, we finally got out the projects. We moved to a house 100ft from the worst projects in the city. 100 junkies, gambler, hustlers and crooks gambling outside everyday.
There are pros and cons to growing up poor, poverty hinders your optimism. You can't dream well. I was good a drawing and pitching, but never got any push or support really. I will say, me or no of my 4 brothers are soft. We all moved out by 18. And we're very appreciative of all that we have. It would be nice to have a better start, but we just have to make it better for our kids. My brother just opened a business. I'm looking to start one myself soon. All of us are making our parents proud.
The prideful look on my parents face is priceless. The love I have and receive from my brothers is priceless.Love my family more than life itself.
I wouldn't change anything, bcuz id have to risk the love and connection we have today.
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I didn't really realize it at the time. My mom did the best with the limited resources that she had. I think being an immigrant at the time I had other shyt to be concerned about.
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i never felt self conscious about it but i was a very uncool kid so i didnt care. i used to get made fun of for my knock off clothing and my $25 sneakers but i used to just be like it was just normal every day life to me
it was just normal every day life to me