I would *love* to quit working this dead end, soul destroying job. I would love to go back to college, to get my degree as I had planned, and make my living doing something I love, something I am good at. But I can’t afford the tuition fees, and there are people who need this crappy wage I earn to eat, to live. I am not selfish enough to throw away their future for my own wish fulfilment; I am responsible for them, and I do what I do out of my love for them. Had I wish life turned out the way I wanted it to? Sure. Do I wish that some day I can find my way out of this? Certainly. But until tuition fees drop to zero, or until I can find a job that doens’t need me to work 12 hours a day, 6 days a week to provide the best I can for my family my dreams lie in my children: I hope & pray to God every day that because of my own sacrifices they will have a better life than mine, that they will be in a position where they can follow their dreams, rather than having to live a life of quiet desperation in the hope that hte next generation will do better.