One of my favorite quotes from Dieter Uchdorf is "There is no Shame in Being Poor". I don't really think it has been made into a plaque or one of those cute vinyl things you put on tile and display.
I can't even remember the rest of the talk. I do remember him saying that. I did look it up, and he goes on to mention the Savior being born in a stable and the Widow and her mite....blah. I don't want to hear that part. I DON'T want to be the widow and her mite. I DON'T want to be poor. I HATE it. I have been poor for my entire married life. 24 years. POOR. Not sort of poor, but Poor. AND I have had a full time job also the entire time. It never seems to get better. Seems there are always expensive things that come along, like cars. I have had FOUR totaled cars in the past two years. AND one just died that wasn't paid for. Continuous money trouble and I see NO way out. None.
I got rid of him, and it is still poor. He didn't help out much, but he did some. I know, go after the child support. RIGHT. Can't get blood from a turnip. I could get money from a wall easier than from Chili Willy. He has none unless he steals it from someone. I can't stand it. I am one step away from extreme poverty. I could sell my house and move to an apartment but that wouldn't change much because my payment would be about the same. I wouldn't have to buy furnace filters though.
Not even sure why I put this down here. Writing about it makes me feel better. Except I'm about to still have a nervous breakdown even with writing it down. At least I put down the stressers along with the good times. However, I probably should just write it on paper and throw it away or not publish it like they tell you to do in therapy. (If I had gone to therapy) Maybe I need to go.
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