The Reality of Child Support When I was younger I would think of myself as a price tag, a burden. Around age five, I still had communication with my father but he would just complain about how he had to pay about one hundred dollars a month because of my brother and I due to child support and how he was ready for us to turn eighteen years old so he would “not have to pay a penny”. I use to wish everyday to become of age so I could take off the burden of my father, but the truth was my mother was the one struggling. Since I was young, I would see my mom crying as she had the bills laid across the table wondering how she was going to pay everything-- it got so bad that my brother and I begun to sale ice cream in an attempt to help her, even
