Insatiable... maybe not?

I'm beyond hungry for success.

I think I'm starving even, but really it's only my fear glimpsing future famine and anticipating the impending disappointment of a life of just scraping by. This line of thought is ludicrous.

Just because my life doesn't have all the ingredients for a profitable and conventional route to success doesn't mean I can't get there by alternative means.  I think the best kind of success for it's staying power is the ability to use whatever you have available around you without privilege of family money or of social status or connections.

Well, it looks like I'm about to find out by personal experience. Even though I'm nearing the end of my first Trimester and come April, will be stepping into Single Mom role for the many years ahead, that doesn't mean success is not attainable as I persist. Therefore, I REFUSE to concede a life lived at the poverty level.

What's a brain for but to work it out, right?

Sure, I'm poor. I'm in debt. I have no father or mother I can look to who will be there for me, no partner to support me and truly love me for who I am. (not what I look like or can do for them)

There was no happy, healthy childhood I can draw from. No male in my life to satisfy and share in basic human intimacy needs. No College degree. No solid full-time job, and a car only Macgyver with all his toothpicks and paperclip jerry-rigging could love.

But what I do have: survival skills - Determination, passion, persistence and belief in myself that I am worth it.

Anything is possible if I'm hungry enough....

So how hungry am I?

                                                      Hungry enough to make it happen!