so I had therapy today, one of the only productive parts of my day, besides apply to 2 jobs. I’ll blame it on the heat.
I was telling her how I felt like my list of things to do was never ending and the anxiety of not being able to get to it blocked me from doing anything at all. WHY???????
“Because we’re not millionaires” - mic drop.
it true. damn. and yes, the mic drop deserved the space drop. on to another line. Whew! Ok. So. I remember in Haiti, when someone— a man, at a fair with his family bought something and handed the bag to the person helping at home (maid?) that was accompanying them. Now she was holding the purchase and he was walking hands free. It’s such a random memory but it really stayed with me, like damn, you can’t hold a tiny bag with something YOU purchased?! But I guess that’s what money does. You have the privilege of not worrying about things that weigh you down, that baggage you carry. I hate when people say that money doesn’t buy happiness. It does allow for the privilege to get the best health services, and other services in general, and for other ppl to do help you run your life. Excuse me?!!
Ya, money is a pass to a certain freedom.