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cinderella-undercover:

Hi, meet my family and me. dsfhnskjdfhd

Holy shit. Ok so as many of you know I grew up proper poor, with a drug addicted mother. I moved put when I was 18, and I am still fairly poor but I have my own money.

And every single one of these things is applicable to me. That fucks me up.

You can’t know what it is to be poor until you are. And it leaves marks on you.

me too argh

especially the food one and the gift one and short term spending one (ESPECIALLY the clothes part, because lord knows i don’t need to replace the one pair of jeans in my wardrobe even if i can afford it until they literally disintegrate off of my person!  and maybe not even then, whee duck tape!)

and that’s ridiculous bc i was barely even poor for like five minutes and it was only suburban middle class we-still-had-a-car-and-a-tv-and-a-house poor too, sigh

Yep yep yep every single one of these. 

I feel like an ass saying this because I didn’t grow up poor… But grad school is starting to do this to me.

the purchases thing is still very accurate. even if there are good deals we pass them up because we’re afraid to plan for anything other than the now. the big spending when you get money is exactly how i ended up with a nice new car paid off before my second year of college, and less than a year later my family was hard pressed for cash and my dad was borrowing several hundred dollars from me at a time to make mortgage payments.

robbie and i try not to make the same mistakes over and over again, but every time we get spare cash we panic and start going down the list of things we’ve been living without but would like to have. i was amazed we saved up enough to move across the country, though without food stamps we wouldn’t have made it once we got here.