Home is where the fountain of sorrow is

Student Loan Debt Background

I paid my student loans off in full with my own hard earned money during the pandemic pause after nearly a decade of hard work, efforts, and actual blood, sweat, and tears.

I received student loan refund checks that I didn’t request in any format with no instructions on how to return these refund checks if I didn’t want them from the Department of Treasury after my student loan company authorized them to do so without any prior authorization from me in any format. 

Student loan company admitted in writing after 1+ year of writing to them back and forth every single month that they made a mistake.

I was NOT eligible to receive refund checks without specifically requesting them to my student loan company under the then student loan forgiveness program until the SCOTUS decision in June 2023 which struck that down.

Now I am being asked re-repay the entire refund check money ($22,000+) with interest by my student loan company. My student loan company erased my payment history for payments made during the last 2 years before I paid off my student loans from my account.

To all the people who believe that voting doesn’t matter and who you vote for doesn’t matter, I am suffering alongside millions of Americans because of the choices you made to elect a president who nominated a bunch of conservative judges to SCOTUS that led to this monumental decision.

Alongside the other monumental SCOTUS decision taking away the right to a safe and legal abortion that millions of Americans are also suffering from as a result of.

YES, VOTING matters.
AND WHO YOU VOTE FOR, FUCKING MATTERS!!!!

Reference: please check out this article for clarification / more information regarding student loan refund forgiveness to know what I’m talking about.

Dedicated to student loan borrowers in America suffering from the SCOTUS decision of June 2023 on student loan forgiveness and the nightmare of dealing with student loan companies. 

*******************************************************************

Will the fountain of sorrow ever stop spilling its tears?

*******************************************************************
I AM SO FUCKING ANGRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I FEEL SO ROYALLY SCREWED OVER!!!!!!!!!

AS IF MY HARD WORK, SACRIFICE, TEARS, BLOOD, AND SUFFERING DOESN’T MATTER AND HAS BEEN ERASED.

BECAUSE I’m back at the same place. In financial debt all over again.

That I got fucked over by the government even though I didn’t do anything wrong.

In fact, I did everything right. I paid off my student loan in full. I paid my dues.

There was no handout. No relief. No forgiveness.

I paid with my hard-earned money from a job that continuously abused and mistreated me in every way possible in the public sector.

Ah, the Public Loan Forgiveness Program is a benefactor we should all be grateful for, right?

But that wasn’t enough. That still wasn’t enough.

I GOT FUCKED OVER by simply existing and daring to pursue an education.

I’ve seen everyone in my life have everything at some point or another or HAVE IT ALL. I NEVER HAD IT ALL. I HAD MY TRAVELS. A FEW MOMENTS THAT WAS MINE. THAT BROUGHT ME HAPPINESS.

BUT EVEN THEN, THOSE MOMENTS WERE A RESULT OF SO MUCH ADVANCED PLANNING, COORDINATING, CONVINCING, AND STRESS. NOTHING HAS BEEN GIVEN TO ME.

Those moments were also a result of Herculean effort, energy, and time invested in making those decisions come to reality.

I NEVER HAD ANYTHING NICE HAPPEN TO ME SPONTANEOUSLY WHICH I BENEFITED FROM. Never won anything in raffles draw or a radio contest. Or whatever.

I FEEL BROKEN AGAIN. IN A DIFFERENT WAY.

I HATE HOW THIS COUNTRY HAS TREATED ME. THE COUNTRY THAT I CALL HOME.

THAT I’M A NOBODY. THAT MY PAIN IS INVISIBLE. THAT HARD WORK DOESN’T COUNT.

I’M TIRED. I’M SO SO SO SO TIRED. OF FEELING LIKE I’M NOT GOOD ENOUGH. NO MATTER WHAT I DO.

I’M SO FUCKING SAD. I’M SO ANGRY. FURIOUS. LIVID.

YOU DO NOT KNOW THE RAGE INSIDE OF ME THAT CANNOT BE TAMED ANYMORE.

IT IS CONSUMING ME. IT IS NOT FAIR. IT IS NOT OKAY. I HATE THIS PLACE. I DON’T WANT TO BE HERE ANYMORE.

I DON’T WANT TO BEG TO BE TREATED WITH RESPECT AND DECENCY.

I DESERVE BETTER.

EVERYONE AROUND ME ALWAYS HAD SOMETHING OR ANOTHER.

I NEVER HAD THAT. I NEVER HAD ANYONE I COULD RELY ON. I HAD TO DO EVERYTHING ON MY OWN BY MYSELF. I

HAD TO BE FEARLESS AND STRONG 24/7 EVERY SINGLE DAY OF MY LIFE.

SO WHEN YOU TELL ME THAT I AM BACK TO BEING IN DEBT……

THAT I HAVE TO PAY BACK MY REFUND AMOUNT WITH INTEREST AS IF I’M A WORTHLESS NOBODY YOU CAN KICK, MUTILATE, AND BEAT TO THE GROUND UNTIL I DIE……BUT STILL HAS TO DO WHATEVER IT TAKES TO SURVIVE

I WANT REVENGE

I WANT TO TEAR THE WHOLE DAMN WORLD APART FOR EVERY INJUSTICE THAT I HAVE EVER FACED

I WANT TO DESTROY EVERYTHING AND I WANT TO SCREAM AT EVERYBODY

BECAUSE YOU DON’T KNOW HOW I FEEL INSIDE

BECAUSE YOU DON’T KNOW HOW I FEEL

YOU FUCKING DON’T KNOW HOW I FEEL.

*******************************************************************

Will the fountain of sorrow ever stop spilling its tears?

 © 2023-2025 Aanika I. All Rights Reserved.

Related Posts

  • On my face

    Howling, screaming, raging with fury Buckets of water cascading down like a thunderous waterfall Choking out exasperation Gasping at untouchable falling air All happening at the same time Expressions on my face that are contorted in grief. © 2023-2024 Aanika I. All Rights Reserved.  

  • Not Be Strong

    Your uncle has died. Be strong.   Your grandparents are dead. Be strong.   Your childhood house is being demolished. Be strong.   Your childhood toys and mementos are lost forever.   Be strong.   Your mom is sick.   Be strong.   Your dad is in the hospital.   Be strong.   Your brother…

  • Needing Love

    Do you need love? Do you need love that shames and guilts you? Do you need love that makes you feel worthless? Do you need love that gives you severe anxiety and overwhelms you? But it’s the love I’ve known all my life! The love of comfort and familiarity. A love of gratitude. I love…

  • Loss

    People talk about loss. Loss of a loved one. Loss of a pet. Loss of a job. But what about other losses? The loss of hope that everything will turn out okay in the future and falling in despair The loss of your dream of having your potential realized in your chosen career The loss…

  • Last Days and Adaptation

    Last Days Everywhere around them were sounds of people crying  It almost seemed like war was taking place inside this one house  Sobs spilling out like fresh blood   Her wailing. Tortured silence in his eyes.  No words spoken by anyone would ever comfort them.  It was their decision.  To start a better life. Hope…

  • Home on a Rainy Day

    The indescribable scent of rain Peeking out the doorway to see if the front of the house had flooded a little The desire to go outside to sing and dance Shimmering silvery rain rolling down the spine of the leaves of lush green plants I wonder if it’s real as a bubble of excitement spurns…

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *