I never wore disposable diapers; my mom raised me in cloth diapers. They were two young parents, trying to get my dad's little one-room bicycle shop off the ground in a time of 25+% interest rates. I'm sure that scrubbing my shit out of cloth diapers wasn't fun but my mom did it.
Please, spare me the privilege argument. I've been so poor as a kid that I walked to my grandmother's house to ask for food. I've been so poor that I shared all-you-can-drink small size sodas at Taco Bell to make it to pay day. When you're poor and motivated, you do what you have to do.
Please, spare me the privilege argument. I've been so poor as a kid that I walked to my grandmother's house to ask for food. I've been so poor that I shared all-you-can-drink small size sodas at Taco Bell to make it to pay day. When you're poor and motivated, you do what you have to do.