Dismissed For Lacking A Degree, I Let My Life Speak For Itself – The Archivist

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David looked at his shoes. “I don’t know. Things changed. Labor is unpredictable. Please don’t make this harder than it already is.”

And there it was—the familiar pattern of my relationship with my son since he’d married Jessica. Any attempt to advocate for myself, to ask for basic consideration, was framed as me “making things harder.” Any hurt continue reading …