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Gesu - My Elementary School |
I have constantly looked over my life and
my current situation, to try to understand what I am supposed to learn being in
this situation. My conclusion is… being
part of the Poor/Working Class is bullshit.
Please pardon my French. But here
are the lessons that I have learned so far…
Lesson #1
Poor/working class people have no room for
error in their lives. And, when your
financial situation is close to poverty, everything is far from perfect. I went to go boot shopping, yesterday,
because I need new boots for winter. I
stopped at one store and thought, OK, I will get these, but then I
stopped. I realized that I might find
something better elsewhere. In my past,
if I found a boot that I liked better, I would just buy them as well. Now, I have to really look at is it what I
need. Also, I usually have more than one
pair of boots for the season and that time is over for now. As a Frugal Diva, I would just go to TJ Maxx
or Burlington’s
and get a couple of pairs. I can’t
afford that, as a Working Class Diva, I can afford one pair, that’s it. There is no discretionary spending, not even
for the Holiday season.
Lesson #2
I have learned is that time really does
move faster as you get older. There are
so many things that I always said that I would get to later, and too much time
has passed. I don’t know where it went,
but it has gone and I have missed out on great friendships and
opportunities.
Lesson #3
There is no use kicking yourself about your
past. The past is meant for reminiscing
and learning, not punishing yourself for time that you can’t get back.
Lesson#4
Some pills are just hard to swallow. I have always believed that you treat people
the way you want to be treated, not the way you think that they should be
treated. That belief comes with a price,
because everyone is not going to believe what you believe. The mission is to do your best, without any expectation.