I grew up knowing that I was her priority, and I also grew up knowing that working from home is an actual thing. (You just need to wade through all the scams to find the gems.) But for some reason I couldn’t “find a way” to make it work for me. And I couldn’t figure out why. I’d try different multi-level marketing type things, or I’d look into “freelancing” with all my “skills”… but inevitably I’d end up waiting tables from 5-midnight for minimum wage and tips.
Even when I was 25 and had been complaining for YEARS, Mom was still super supportive, coming up with different suggestions for courses I could take online to build my work from home life. But I could not get my head around the idea that I needed to invest any time or money into something that (I feared) might never pay off.