A Rant on the State of Things

I am stressed. Beyond stressed. I am not doing what I want with my life, but what I have to do to get by.  One has to work to pay for the things they desire. More often than not one has to bust their ass to get the bare necessities and nothing more. By the time I get done busting my ass there is little time left for my brain to be able to do the things I want it to do.  I have become a drone in the working class world.  I am off track to the pursuit of happiness. So far off track, I am not sure I will ever find my way back.
My boyfriend just got word that his child support will be increasing. While I think it is a good thing that he is providing for his child I do not think that it is fair for his child to get more money than he does a month to live on.  Or rather, his child and his child's mother.  I am not completely aware of her circumstances but as far as I can tell she works part time.  She got to go to college, redecorate her house, drive a nice car, and go on expensive vacations.  Most of which was on my boyfriend and the state's dime. Guess what we did on vacation last year.  We went on a 3 day road trip to Missouri and camped out because that is all we could afford.
I would LOVE to be able to go to college.  And I could if I wanted to take out ridiculous loans that, with the state of the economy, I am not even sure I would be able to pay back.
I think it is great the state has programs to help mothers be able to go school and provide for their children. But when does the state assistance go too far? I am ashamed to know people that play the system. Why do I have to work my ass off to barely scrape by when some people are sitting on their asses eating free food, not working, doing drugs, and not taking care of their children.
I have always wanted to have a family, but guess what: I probably never will. I can't afford it.  I wouldn't be able to provide for a child and I do not want to live off the system.  I'd love to be able to go to school but I make too much money to receive assistance but not enough to pay for it myself.
Don't be surprised if one day soon I run away from it all.