P26. I’m a debt collector, and at first, I got a real kick out of squeezing every last dime out of deadbeats, drunks, and frail old geezers. It was a power trip, reveling in the fact that I wasn’t a pathetic loser like them, scaring the crap out of them with a wicked grin. But now, damn, my conscience is gnawing at me. I’ve realized how messed up this is—hell, I could easily end up in their shoes, broke and desperate. Quitting ain’t an option; we’ve got brutal quotas, and if I don’t get the cash, I’m the one who’s gotta cover the shortfall. What the hell should I do? What’s your take?

👍 - Keep grinding and ignore the guilt
😐 - Snatch some cash from the till and bolt to Georgia
#moralcrisis #debtcollector #hardchoices #guilt

D25. So, I got knocked up by this jaw-dropping stud from the gym. He’s the ultimate alpha—gorgeous, dripping with confidence, but doesn’t give a rat’s ass about me. We were just fooling around, no strings attached, but damn, I fell hard. Now he’s pulling the classic “I never promised you shit” card.
Here I am, staring at a late period and two glaring lines on the test. Meanwhile, there’s this other guy—total nerd, shy as hell, but loaded with cash. He’s been chasing me forever, dead serious about us. Says he’ll take me and the baby, no questions asked, if I just say yes.
My heart’s a freaking mess. I’m obsessed with the gym god, but the safe, stable life is with Mr. Moneybags. And let’s be real, my biological clock is screaming at me.

What the hell do I do, fam?

👍 - Abort this mess and live life on my terms
😐 - Settle with the nerd—security over passion
😢 - Beg the jock to care, maybe he’ll grow a heart
#pregnancydrama #lovetriangle #hardchoices #lifeonedge

I’ve never had a real bond with my old man. He ditched me at three, never tossed a dime my way for support, and was off playing house with other families.
Out of the blue, he shows up at my damn workplace, looking like a broken-down mess, whining, “Son, I’m in deep shit, no place to crash, my kidneys are killing me, don’t let me croak out here…”
He’s staring at me with those pathetic eyes, acting like we’re thick as thieves, like we’ve got some Hallmark father-son history. Truth is, I don’t even remember his face.

😢 - Help him out, blood’s blood, right?
👍 - Tell him to fuck off and figure it out.
#deadbeatdad #familydrama #hardchoices #wtf

Hey Shame, listen up. My boyfriend’s drowning in a financial shitstorm, sick as hell, and barely holding on. I’m on my way to spend the night with some dude, gonna rake in the cash and toss it to my guy to keep him afloat. So, tell me straight—am I a whore for this?

😐- Nah, not really
👍- Hell yeah, I am
#drama #hardchoices #survival #moneyproblems