Good Enough

Good Enough

Repairing my relationship with money

I'm still dealing with money trauma from my past

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Max Pete
Aug 13, 2024
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In high school, I never had friends come over to my house. I was embarrassed because I lived in a 350 ft studio apartment with my Mum. There was hardly space for the two of us, let alone anyone else. I was afraid of what my classmates would think if they knew I shared a bed with my Mum.

Mind you, I went to high school in Carmel, CA which is arguably one of the wealthiest towns in the country. I knew kids who would drive porsches to school. Kids who had parents who owned multiple homes. Kids who could buy whatever they wanted.

It was such a juxtaposition of how I was living. I had to keep up a facade and try and act like I belonged. In truth, we were struggling very badly financially and I still have trauma around this 15+ years later.

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I want to start by saying that my Mum did everything she could to ensure I had a good life. She always had a figure it out mentality and would ensure I never went without. Even with our money problems, I felt protected, and I’m forever gr…

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