I went to the bank yesterday, to speak with a personal banker about my current situation. I was positively terrified. I am carrying around this burden with me, and there is an incredible amount of shame attached to it. As she kept asking me to "show her the numbers", I felt a mixture of fear and relief. It was somewhat nice to be able to unburden myself of all these numbers and see them on paper, but I was scared of what this woman would think of me, and my situation.
So she crunches some numbers, and looks at me soberly, and says, "You need to win the lottery."
No, really. That was seriously what she said. I was like, "Oh, crap, it really is that bad".
Alright, so yes, it is what it is. A bad place to be. But also confirmation that YES I am indeed at the bottom. I have to take a deep breath each day, and try to remain focused on what I need to do, however impossible the task may seem.
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