I really thought it wouldn't get much worse than the unpaid college internship.

I raced from that gig in my duct-taped car to make it to my paying job as a waitress. I barely scraped by.

But 20 years later, I'm horrified to realize that my ramen days were more lucrative than the illogical mess I've got going today.

It's a situation among middle-class and professional women... To read the article click here