Previously on the last post…
My parents still live in the motorhome, and they both have a job. They just don’t earn enough to save up for an apartment in our area, and my grandpa relies on my dad to him with yard work and stuff on the “farm”.
Since this post is kinda long and I still have more to talk about, I’m going to be breaking it up into two posts.
With this being the second post to me breaking down my mental barriers, I figured I would talk about how I “got over” being poor.
This really doesn’t need to be said but If you are dealing with mental issues, please seek help. There are therapists and counselors waiting for you to be with them.
How I dealt with being poor
That’s just it. I deal with it. I moved out last summer, paid my bills with my paychecks. Got a credit card to build up my credit.
With that credit card, I bought Bean and all her essentials. I paid all of my bills on time (except for when I forgot to pay for my phone service but that’s different).
When I lost my job at the sandwich shop, I had already been looking for a new job with little success. Two or three weeks later, I got my grocery store job (where I’m at now). At the sandwich shop, I got a maximum of 12 hours a week while getting paid every two weeks. It really sucked. With my job now, I’m getting at least 12 hours a week and getting paid every Thursday.
I pay off my credit card payments with my school stipend, but since it’s summer, I pay for it with my paychecks.
How I managed to stay sane during it all
I always had hope in my head. “I’ll get out of this eventually”, and I still keep that thought. I know living paycheck to paycheck is the rest of some people lives, and I hope I’m not one of them. I have so many plans for my future. Blogging, board game creation, web development…
I also had people to lean on when I was upset. I had my boyfriend to comfort me when things were in a really bad spot. Or even to give me money when I needed it. He asked his parents to pay for me to get my permit, and on the 18th, I will have money with me when I go take my driver’s test.
Life isn’t as bad as some people make it out to be, especially when they don’t talk about their home life.
Poverty is so very hard to deal with, but some people can break out of that spell.
I hope to be one of them.