Reply #74: I had a hellish relationship with my parents, the last ten years of their lives.

[Manifestor_of_Light]

They kept saying, "Why can't you find a job? We paid for a damn good education for you."

I said, "I don't know. They don't care that I have 3 college degrees in 3 different fields."

They said, "There are jobs in the paper. Why don't you try those?"

I said, "I already called them. They want people with RECENT legal experience. Like I've forgotten everything I learned since I was at Mama's side while she was typing, and I was six years old and asking her, 'Mama, what does KNOW ALL MEN BY THESE PRESENTS mean? What does WHEREFORE PREMISES CONSIDERED mean? What does DEFENDANT PRAYS THAT PLAINTIFF GO HENCE WITHOUT DAY mean?'"

They said, "Why can't you pay your bills? Are you blowing money?"

I said, "Yeah, on luxuries like food and car insurance and electricity and gasoline."

I was literally beside myself because I felt like a failure. This started in about 1994. All they did was bitch about me not being able to pay my bills. Mother even said "You don't need a car. You can ride the bus." I said, "Well they don't have any jobs where the bus goes (in Houston)."

This went on for years. They eventually died so I didn't have to listen to that anymore. I still have not had a decent job in a decade and a half. I stopped looking a long time ago. Nobody gives a damn that I have a doctorate in law. None of the guys I went to law school with could lift a finger to give me a job, despite the fact that they were pulling down a million dollars a year in profits, because they were partners in big city law firms. They were too chickenshit to throw a crumb to anyone else.

I sometimes write angry things on letters my law school sends me, asking for money for scholarships.