so, I wake up Friday morning to check my bank statement. I am looking forward to paying rent so that I can focus on other things. When I saw my bank account and saw how much I had in there, I was furious. So mad, that the term “waking up on the wrong side of the bed” could not be further from the truth.
Every dollar I made from my two jobs (with the exception of food) I still was short of paying my rent. I was $47 short.
I know what you are thinking. (“WHY THE FUCK DO YOI LIVE IN A PLACE WHERE THE RENT IS SO HIGH?”)
I couldn’t agree with you more. When I got this apartment, I was making good money and I could afford it. Things have changed and it is partly my fault. So, I am the one to blame right now, however, the $47 just started my day off with a sense of “WHAT THE FUCK”
I think for a while, my family thought I was a drug addict or something; because I was always short of money. One of the main reason is because where I live and I am not bringing as much money as I used to.
Easy fix, just start selling again and things will go back to normal or better. Well, it’s kind of hard when you don’t like where you work, you are trying to get your business going with no clients.
Easier said than done.
To credit myself, I have endured a lot of shit that I thought I would never have too and frankly, I appreciate those experience very much.
I have learned that I can Multiple setbacks, disappointments, emotional, spiritual, financial hardships.
In the end, I have become a stronger man and more rough around the edges because of it. I am still a nice guy and that will never go away, but when you go through some shit and your “daddy” is not there to help you out, you become a different person.
Btw, rent is paid. 😀 thanks to my awesome mom for loaning me $50 and believing me!