I’m 41 years old.
It’s a frightening number, I know.
But what’s more frightening is that I haven’t accomplished anything worth mentioning.
I struggle every day to cover my expenses.
It might sound easy,
But it’s actually difficult for someone who’s starting from scratch.

I’ve been looking for a job ever since my father passed away.
But with the floundering economy and terrible salaries,
My life just keeps getting worse.
I’m not married.
I don’t really know why,
But perhaps it’s just my luck.

I struggle to provide myself with the most basic necessities.
I did not receive my parents’ pension after their deaths.
They left me nothing.
Things just keep getting worse.

I asked if I could receive a pension to help with my expenses,
Only to find that a pension could not be given to unemployed single women,
Until they turn fifty years of age.
I asked the social insurance worker what a woman with no job or income should do.
“Go find herself a job!” she said.

No one could ever understand how difficult it is for a woman to live by herself in this world.
She struggles to stay alive.
She doesn’t abandon her morals.
She struggles to prove, that despite her tough living situation, she’s a good person,
Who could’ve lived a better life somewhere else.