Here I am. No bucks left. Poor. Needy. Broke.
Bills have been piling up and I don’t know how I can even survive the next day.
I’ve been barely eating.
Don’t I feel hopeless? I do. But I am not too worried. Quite ironic, isn’t it?
I just feel that while I seem to be in deep poverty right now, I still have a lot to be thankful for.
At least I still have some flour to make doughs of.
And by the way, I still live in a pad with my heart-sister and she seems to be doing fine, too.
Good thing she’s still a “dependent.” Her biological mom and sister would not let her starve.
And this time around, I may a bit depend on her for her few bucks just to get by. To still be alive and write.
Of course, I didn’t get to this by some catastrophic, unpredictable downhill experience. I got to this by my own poor choices. By choosing to live not within my means.
And here I am still finding my way to financial freedom. I knew I needed to stop the “curse” before I’d get to start my own family. (But it’s not coming yet. No signs 🤣).
Anyway, I just want to let you know that somehow you aren’t alone in this “young, dumb and broke” thing. Oops, you may not necessarily be dumb but somehow you have made dumb decisions. There’s a difference.
But now at least you’ve been awakened to the demise you’re currently in. The next thing you need to know is how to get up.
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