Dear Simone,
No one realizes how hard it is to be me. I’ve sacrificed everything. Every single thing about me. My body, my mind, my time, my energy, my soul…nothing was mine at one point. So, while others think I’m misspending and should be saving, my therapist is telling me “It’s ok to buy that sandwich you crave.”
My top retainer fell out and I haven’t paid for the bottom one. And I’ve had braces twice. So, this time my teeth might move back to how they were before. All those years of effort and money because I couldn’t afford it. That’s kind of what happened to the car. Ughh, that’s a story for another time. I can’t let myself feel too much at once. It’ll break me.
I hate the phrase “why don’t you just…?” Maybe it’s my ego. (Like I haven’t thought about it already). Most people think I hvent been able to save because I don’t know how to manage my time or money. What people don’t realize is I kept getting the door shut on me, kicked out, “tough love,” and stayed in survival mode until this year. I never recovered from the snowball effect created by my parents. Again, story for another time. I’m too upset now.
Dear Simone 
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