I wouldn’t spend most of my time stressing about not having enough money.
I would have a car.
I could always afford food.
I could make and get to doctors appointments.
I could actually get treatment for my multiple disabilities.
I wouldn’t have had to go off my meds because getting to a psychiatrist is an impossibility.
I would buy a new LEGO set every week to play with my child.
I would have enough furniture. I don’t have a couch or end tables or chairs. I have beds.
I would probably be stoned a lot because it’s Colorado and I have to under medicate because it’s expensive.
I would give money to friends so they wouldn’t have to freak out either.
I’d have new clothes that actually fit, from under clothes to coats.
I would have more than two pair of shoes. So would my child.
I would live in a safe neighborhood with good schools without having to sacrifice everything else to barely afford it.
I would have a gym membership.
I would have a babysitter.
My child would have his own cell phone.
I could afford to make friends and date and pay my own way instead of feeling like a burden.
I could have a life.
But I’m poor so that’s nothing but a dream.
“I could have a life”
There are many things on that list I don’t have, but I don’t think that means I don’t have a life. I want to have more, but honestly my life feels quite full despite what I don’t have. I have friends that I can talk to. I can’t give them much that I have to pay for with money, but I can give them my time and energy. Even when I’m not accompanied by friends, I have my laptop, the internet and free wi-fi. I have bloggers and vloggers like yourself to follow and respond to. I have chat-rooms. Even when I don’t have access to the internet, I have my mind. My memories and thoughts and intelligence. I have my music, which is like my religion. I have the ability to go on long walks and enjoy nature and I play ukulele and sing.
Our needs are all different of course. There are those who have a lot less than even me and are apparently happy. Learning to go without can take a lot of discipline and I don’t judge on who should go without and when, how and why. But honestly, I think my life is still a life with what I have.