Some days, most days even, I feel empowered to blast this massive debt away. Like Superwoman. I feel like nothing can stop me or get in the way of living the life I have imagined for me and my family.
And then there are those other days. The days when I look at the numbers and want to scream and cry and stomp my feet and yell “THIS ISNT FAIR!”, and lay down and stick my head back into the sand so I won’t have to deal with it.
And sometimes I allow myself to do that for a minute or a day. But then I push and get back to it, because there is no easy way out of this. And as much as I wish I did, I dont have any rich, dying family members leaving buttloads of cash to me in their will and the chances of me hitting the lotto are about 1/1098320498023948.
It’s easy to lose sight of that light at the end of the tunnel and I often feel like maybe I talked myself into seeing that light in the first place? How on earth can we do this? The amount of debt is SO overwhelmingly huge that the tiny little baby steps we are taking don’t even feel like they are making a dent…it can get really depressing!
The reality of the situation is that we have no other choice but to keep on chugging away. Because if we do choose to stop now, we will be the ones to suffer and miss out on living the life of our dreams. And that would suck the most.
I want there to be some ah ha moment at the end of this post or some lesson learned, but there just isn’t. Not yet anyway. Sometimes it just sucks.
Now put on your helmet, it’s gonna be a bumpy ride!