Thread by @VespertilioGem

I used to work at a museum. We'd stand for hours with few breaks while being told to keep the breaks we do have shorter and fewer. After 7 years, my knees are starting to give out. There's hardly any cartilage left in the joint.

https://twitter.com/AnaMardoll/status/1400497928976879616

For 7 years (both full and part time), I would stand for 7 hours each day. That's not counting when I got home.
I only had medical insurance during 1-2 years of that time. I was trying to hold a job, live in a 1 Bed 1 Bath apartment with only one other person, and pay off my car.

I only had that one roommate help with finances. Parents have always told me that I COULD lean on them for help, but it was an emotional trap, so no I couldn't ask them for help. (They'd make me pay it back in full.)

It wasn't until I met my love, my Kissmate, that I found some solace from the terrors of living from paycheck to paycheck with no back-up plan.
But it's too late for some things. My knees suffered. My dental health suffered. I'm having to mentally unpack Poverty Trauma.

How much could have been avoided, I wonder, if I was given Universal Basic Income? Or Universal Health Care? Or if I was working in a world where we cared about our workers, instead of this post-capitalist Hell Haze? Would my parents not care if I borrowed money from them then?

We don't have the answers to these questions. I can only hope we do one day. Until then, I guess all we can do is just work for a better world and wear out our knees so others won't have to.

If you want to help us out with some medical expenses, we'd be so very grateful! Only give if you can!
paypal.me/AnaMardoll