Spring of 2015 was the first time that I moved out of my parents’ house with my name on a designated lease agreement. I was finally moving to a reliable and stable living situation for the first time, and in order to do so, I had found employment at the gas station up the street from my apartment. I decided to take the summer semester off of school and found myself actually contemplating dropping out of college seeing that I could make ends meet with a minimal amount of education. Months went by and I began longing for a different occupation. Working at the gas station was becoming more tedious every day. But, what office would hire an eighteen year old girl with only entry level experience in retail and food service? It was then that I became
