I'll Survive This
Man, I ain’t got it
Won’t have it next month, either
STOP FUCKING CALLINGPure poetry
(via there-was-a-girl)
It wasn’t that long ago that I was actually doing pretty well. I was working full-time, in a distance-learning program, putting money into savings… I was doing all the things you’re supposed to do. Granted, I was still living at home, rent-free, but that was a huge help as I worked toward my goal of moving out of my parents’ home and into my own in Boston.
Then I had a series of events that ate into my money and I started living paycheck to paycheck. Still, I was making the best of it and starting to make even better choices. So, of course, Sallie Mae had to step in and decimate what little I had going for me.
As of right now, from my first go at a 4 year college, I have over $100K in debt. My credit card is virtually maxed out. And I earn (in a good month) 1200$. I have two cats, one with daily medications including prozac, gabapentin, lysine, and famicyclovir. I myself take cymbalta and ativan, vicodin prn for my bad knees, and a small legion of vitamins in a vain hope to surpass my medical issues holistically.
Sallie Mae now takes a chunk out of my paycheck every month, which is as it is with most people, and it’s pretty much every last dime of my expendable income. I’m broke. But I’ll survive.
I’ve survived everything else.