To The PTA Moms at My Son’s School

This is an awesome read…

Raising My Rainbow

Last week I published a blog post about things said during a PTA meeting I attended at my youngest son’s school. I wanted to shine a light on the homophobic, transphobic, insensitive, hateful and hurtful things that some moms said during the meeting and show that as far as we have come in LGBTQ acceptance and equality, there is still much work to be done. And sometimes that work needs to be done in heavy doses at places much closer to home than we’d like.

Almost immediately, PTA moms from our school started commenting, messaging and reacting viscerally on social media.

As they did, I stared at the PTA tagline: Every child, One voice. I’m not convinced that our PTA as a whole cares about every child and some of the voices I heard that night are not voices I want speaking on behalf of my child. That being said…

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Having a degree and a job doesn’t mean you have your sh*t together…

I graduated from college exactly 1 year and 15 days ago. I attended Middle Tennessee State University just outside of Nashville and graduated with a Mass Communications degree. Man, was that a long,solid 5+ years. I mean, I really busted my ass. Then graduation came and when…and here I am, still riding on the Struggle Bus.

It’s Currently 4:05 p.m. here in Nashville. I work at a large digital marketing company where I make $12 and hour (keep in mind I paid $47,000 for school). I sit at a computer all day where I manage projects for large scale automotive email campaigns. Seriously, the best parts of this job are the free Diet Cokes in the fridge and my view of downtown Nashville/ Broadway. Let’s be honest, there’s about 25-30 times a day where I look out the window and think, “why the fuck am I here? I hate this job”.

Like the other thousands of students at MTSU, and Belmont, I planned on working in the music business here in town. And I should be…I busted my ass in school and my internships.But unfortunately that’s not how things have panned out. I only know a handful of people from school that actually landed Music Biz jobs…and they make less than I do. So at 26, I have a job that I hate, can’t manage to even get an interview for the positions i want, and have to work 3 jobs to survive.

I used to work one job, as a server. And I bitched about how I hated people and couldn’t wait to have a real job (by real i meant one with insurance and weekends off and vacay).Now, I think I’m willing to go back to serving for $2.14 an hour. At least I made more than I do here and got to interact with people all day. Fuck this cubicle shit. seriously. don’t do it. unless you’re the HBIC, then, get it!

So, needless to say, I really don’t feel like I have my shit together.

But who really does in their 20’s?