Today, I happened upon a wonderful article about what poverty is like. After reading it, I knew I needed to share it with you all. Poverty, debt, and working till you drop are all terribly interlinked. The following are a few highlights:
Rest is a luxury for the rich. I get up at 6AM, go to school (I have a full courseload, but I only have to go to two in-person classes) then work, then I get the kids, then I pick up my husband, then I have half an hour to change and go to Job 2. I get home from that at around 1230AM, then I have the rest of my classes and work to tend to. I’m in bed by 3.
Nobody gives enough thought to depression. You have to understand that we know that we will never not feel tired. We will never feel hopeful. We will never get a vacation. Ever. We know that the very act of being poor guarantees that we will never not be poor.
I make a lot of poor financial decisions. None of them matter, in the long term. I will never not be poor, so what does it matter if I don’t pay a thing and a half this week instead of just one thing?
Poverty is bleak and cuts off your long-term brain.
Read the article in its entirety here (it’s worth a read): Why I make terrible decisions, or, poverty choices.