Dear Money,

I miss you.

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Dear Money,

I miss you.

I remember when we used to be so close, but now you almost never come around… And when you do, you never stay for long.

We have been through so much together… Remember when it was just you and me, doing whatever we wanted, whenever we wanted? You were always around back then. We were so crazy and irresponsible. Then I had to leave for a while because I wasn’t well. And when I got back, I didn’t seek you out like I had before. I couldn’t do those crazy things to attract you anymore, and it’s not your fault that you are who you are.

Then you came around again when I was really struggling. But it wasn’t just you and me that time. You were with someone else, and we had to be serious about everything. When I married him, I became your babysitter, keeping track of everything you did and not taking advantage of that responsibility. And when he needed more of you than he had, he turned you into something ugly, with an ugly name. We started calling you “debt” for things like paying household accounts while he was spending you on things we didn’t need. That’s when you became his alone; only debt belonged to me.

Remember when he said that I was only with him so I could be close to you? That’s when I told you I was leaving him and you said you wouldn’t be around as much, but you wouldn’t completely go away. I promised to work really hard so that I didn’t have to keep calling you debt anymore and we could both have some self-respect. I thought we had a deal. I thought we were going to do this together, finding modest ways to enjoy a life together and respect each other. So, I took the first step, believing it would be okay. So far you’ve stayed away.

I’ll keep working hard to bring you back.

Dear Money, I miss you.