I've been feeling so overwhelmed, sinking deeper into debt each day, losing sleep over it, and honestly, just feeling so much self-hate. But today, I took a step—I spent the whole day putting pen to paper, pouring my fears and hopes onto those pages.
I carefully calculated exactly how much we have coming in each month, and faced every single big debt, along with their interest rates. I tracked every penny we’ve spent over the last month, sorting them into categories that laid bare our reality: the essentials we must pay—heat, lights, water, insurance—car expenses, groceries, convenience store stops and gas, miscellaneous spending like Target or Walgreens, and the money we spend eating out, mostly for my daughter and my husband.
My heart is heavy as I ask for your courage—please give me the strength to explain all this to my husband. He always gets so upset, saying that with what he makes, we should easily pay our bills and still have plenty left over. It breaks my heart every time, and I just don’t know how to make him see.
I carefully calculated exactly how much we have coming in each month, and faced every single big debt, along with their interest rates. I tracked every penny we’ve spent over the last month, sorting them into categories that laid bare our reality: the essentials we must pay—heat, lights, water, insurance—car expenses, groceries, convenience store stops and gas, miscellaneous spending like Target or Walgreens, and the money we spend eating out, mostly for my daughter and my husband.
My heart is heavy as I ask for your courage—please give me the strength to explain all this to my husband. He always gets so upset, saying that with what he makes, we should easily pay our bills and still have plenty left over. It breaks my heart every time, and I just don’t know how to make him see.
