I think I have a problem. I mean, I've never been good with money. I can't balance my checking account. I'm always overdrawn, but this month has been incredibly bad. I've been overdrawn once $750 and now $975. To make things worse, I received $2300 from my father's retirement account and blew it in three days.
I don't know what my problem is. It seems like I get a little bit of money and lose my fucking mind. I just buy shit. It's stuff I want, not what I need. Since, it's so easy to shop online, I am constantly looking up stuff to buy at Walmart.com and Amazon.
I must admit, I love shopping. It makes me happy. It gives me a real thrill I can't any other way. I am a person who can get easily addicted to anything. I like food, so I eat too much. I got addicted to smoking. I mean, if I had a mind to do drugs, I would get addicted too.
I think it comes from always being told "no we can't afford it ", when I was younger. Also, having low self-esteem doesn't help. It's not as bad as it used to be, but there are times, like this morning, when I feel like an ugly toad.
Also, I buy a lot of things for other people. I bought a lot of stuff for Erica. She was having a bad time and I wanted to make her feel better, so I bought her stuff to cheer her up. It didn't cheer me up too much. She said thanks, but she doesn't hug me or anything. I'd like a hug once in a while. The only person to touch me in the past 2 months has been Kevin.
So, what to do about my problem? I don't know. Maybe, I will delete some apps on my phone and keep it strictly computer based. That way, I can't go shopping on my phone at the doctor's office etc. Maybe that will help me curb my spending. Also, I need to get rid of my credit cards, and just keep my Chime card and one credit card for emergencies.
Honestly, I need an accountant who can give me a monthly spending allowance and pay my bills for me. Ha! maybe I'll hit the lotto this weekend and win over 100 million. Wouldn't that be some shit!!! I would definitely get an accountant with that kind of money, because I could blow through it in a month. I wouldn't tell a soul either. Just kind of drift away.
By the way, my brother isn't speaking to me again, because of money. Can't say I blame him too much. His birthday is tomorrow. I wonder what I will say? Happy fucking birthday dickhead!!! No probably not. I'll see if I can figure out how to do a spreadsheet. Maybe that will help.
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