For the last couple weeks since my mom's pay was dropped, I knew the inevitable was coming. Everyday I would wake up and apply for as many jobs as I could hoping I could back my mom up when it did happen. She filed for unemployment last week but is being protested by an unknown source leaving her and her two children without any money whatsoever. I don't want my mother and brother to be homeless again but it seems like all anyone cares about is grades. I don't. My family means so much more to me than these last 2 months of my high school career. All I'm asking is to make sure everyone passes and gets the credits they deserved to earn because maybe they have it worse than me. Maybe they're working their butts off to provide for their family just to get home and get criticized for not doing the overbearing school work. I still haven't received a single email from any jobs, but I don't know for sure because I'm bombarded with "why haven't you finished this" "your grades are not as good as they were" "are you even trying" "hey you're missing this" emails. The stress that this pandemic has caused is insane but every day gets so much more harder with school and babysitting and trying to find a job that might pay me well enough to be able to afford to live in this crappy apartment some more. My only goal in life was to buy my mom a house because I felt as if she deserves the world but I couldn't give it to her. Best I could do was a house if I was still able to continue down the path I was going down. That path has been destroyed. I felt as if I set my goal reasonably low and achievable yet now I won't even be able to do that. If you made it this far, thanks for reading. I hope you're having a better time than I am.