I'm so proud of myself about finances in the past couple months. I still struggle with money but I did enough meditation and journaling and practicing about it to make myself able to actually face my loans and credit cards and savings and bills and start really truly organizing and addressing them for the first time in years instead of just flying by the seat of my pants.
Like. This is a huge deal for me. I've felt like I'm in deadly danger every time I've tried to think about money for years and years. I'm finally able to look it in the face and stare it down and start to organize and plan on purpose instead of just keeping up with the minimum to stay afloat. I'm so proud of myself.
It's still a refrain of "GUILT (funny link)" every time I think about money but I'm able to actually make spreadsheets and face the numbers and monthly tracking again, and even make a new full budget which I haven't been able to do in ages.
still feel guilt, overwhelm, and helplessness, but no longer feel as much deep elemental shame and terror. that's progress baby
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Having to constantly tell myself that sometimes you have to leave it all behind and be okay never seeing it again so I don't literally go into a full blown angry screaming meltdown about the fact that my parents are probably drunkenly fucking around in my old room and snooping through my old belongings and journal. Not that I necessarily care though, I'll never talk to my dad again so I could care less what he reads in my journals, but if something that I care about ends up broken or missing I get so murderous it isn't even funny 💀😭 if I love someone and they break my thing fine but my PARENTS????? I fucking hate you useless old bastards enough and you wanna give me ANOTHER reason?
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fun bit of trivia about my region of the states (north appalachia)
we have this food called pepperoni rolls (which i only learned a couple years ago are NOT ubiquitous across the country???)
they're pepperoni and sometimes a bit of mozzarella cheese rolled up in bread dough and baked, which makes the pepperoni grease/seasonings leach into the bread
everybody has their own method of rolling them and preferred size and preferred proportion of ingredients, but they tend to look something like this
they're often made in semi large batches, like a dozen or so
and they're good to eat warm, especially dipped in some marinara sauce
but more commonly, in the days after that, they're eaten cold/at room temperature. because the low moisture content and high salt and whatnot mean they can be left out of the refrigerator for several hours without spoiling
this made them extremely popular back when coal mining was the area's biggest industry. they could be packed in a miner's lunch box with no refrigeration and eaten for a decent source of protein. and similar went for steel millers and factory workers
and they just kinda became a regional staple over time from there
specifically, kids in school seemed to go hogwild for the things. like, our school band had, on top of standard bake sale type fundraisers, pepperoni roll sales. kids LOVED having Coal Miner Food in their lunches.
this is all to say: The Children Yearn For The Mines
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