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Dear Money
Why do you disappear on me so often?
Dear Money,
I’ve been meaning to speak with you for a long time, but you have a way of coming into my life and disappearing like vapor right after you appear. I wanted to tell you that I am afraid of you. I’m afraid of you because you can give me something that deep down I long for, which is mainly physical security.
But I have been addicted for so long on the fear and chaos that come with not having physical or mental security and each time you come into my life there is so much promise of me holding onto you for a while so that you grow, that I freak out and spend you little by little on incremental things until you disappear again, throwing me back into the fear and chaos that are really uncomfortable but more familiar to me then calm and balance.
Money, I want to have a healthy relationship with you. I want to earn you and spend you only as needed, and save the remainder of you so that I don’t end up in a really long period of decline and destitution when I grow older and can no longer work every day and support myself.
Money, I want to enable you to grow to the point that you grow on your own and build into an amount that can support me during any crisis. Help me to understand why I am afraid of you. Help me to understand why I…
