Statistic.

Today I was told that I was a statistic.

Because I am an Indian that lives at home with her parents and is unemployed.

I was mad. Slightly outraged. I don’t do drugs! I don’t have kids! I…, I…, I…!!!!

Yes, I do in fact live at home. After ten years of living away from my parents in different states like California, Texas, Colorado, I was home. I have made the conscious decision to live with my mother or father until I get married. I have realized that they both need me and my time with them is limited. I someday will have my own family and will not be able to spend precious time with them. Having coffee with my Dad in the morning and tea at night with my Mom has been my happiest moments. It has been hard at times but I would not have it any other way. The tradition that I am to live with my parents until marriage may be slightly skewed in today’s world but I know it is where I belong. Now, men are looking for an independent woman that takes care of herself. But, I am not looking for that man. I want a man that is looking for a woman that puts her parents before herself. And goes where she is needed. Takes care of her responsibilities. A true Native man will appreciate the fact that the woman is there for her family.

Yes, I am currently unemployed. I graduated with my Bachelor’s and then started on my Master’s program. I learned that being a Social Worker was not for me. I was not happy. I have decided to take a giant leap and start my own business and work on my non-profit ideas to make the difference I want. I am in the 2% statistic of an Indian graduating with my Bachelor’s and if that is not a good one to be in, I don’t know what is. I will finish my Master’s in a more suitable program such as business but not at this time. Although I am not currently earning a paycheck, I am working towards my dreams for myself and my people.

Because I am Indian I am a statistic. But, damn if I am not a good fucking number.