Although I'm not in your situation with a family, this really resonated with me. I've been a hospitality worker most of my life. It's something I was born into but have never managed to escape even with a useless "liberal arts" college degree. Anytime I've left, I've returned because I couldn't make enough to live. That being said, as a person with C-PTSD, it has absolutely killed me. That environment is literally like pouring gasoline on your PTSD every day, and getting paid for it. You can quickly google how scientists say that waiting tables is the most stressful job, as much so as being a neurosurgeon. I just don't know what I'm going to do...And the office jobs I've had killed my spirit to the point where I wanted to ram my head into my computer, especially when I wasn't bringing enough money to survive and was being sexually harassed! I often wonder if it's just me! I wonder if I should be on disability sometimes because I cannot continue in this way and NEED to work! No trust funds here