I'm over fucking qualified

Job hunting casually becomes another explicit traumatic topic to bring up to therapists we can’t afford. And yet somehow so many of you stay warped on an American Dream that is not only so far from accessible but complicit of the colonial structures which allow for our oppression in the first place. So stop questioning why I cannot aspire to want when I don’t have.

I stare at the fucking question asking me if I have work authorization with a resume that’s screaming that this 15$ an hour job is under qualified to house my skills. And bound to not be sustainable. I can’t help but feel, ILLEGAL. Not that I’m not this illegal every breathing second of the day. But this moment shatters it all into a puzzle of hopelessness. And before any remarks of laws or “doing it the right way” pop onto your head, shove it up your ass. Respectfully. Because I’ve been working since I was 13 on stipend while simultaneously excelling in school. I’m a perfectly “good” immigrant but that’s come at the cost of my childhood, happiness and mental health. And even now as I’m writing this I can’t tell you any of this shit has been worth it. Especially considering how some of you still stay complaining we steal your jobs. When you should question how the fuck you’re qualified for anything other than having a dumb ass made up number. Or why we still allow rich people to tell us that living on 15$ an hour is enough.