From Poverty to Abundance (I)
After I got a very important piece of information through the post a couple of month ago, I noticed what on earth was stuck in my deepest part of my soul. I received a message from my landlord confirming I have a permanent tenancy. Its been a five year struggle of being worried about where I was going to live. Now I have a guarantee of a place I can call home, finally.
I didn’t grow up with a lot. I wasn’t dirt poor but we were in the dreaded ‘paycheck’ poor where all it took was one crack and the whole system would fall apart. Allowance wasn’t big and sporadic until I left secondary school and tried to fit into the same rank as my parents. I worked a lot of food retail, from back of house staff cooking food to front of house cleaning and serving customers. I took a brief break when attending university before working a lot of part time jobs in food retail, until I ended up in an office.
It was a decent wage, but I was slowly dying while trying to progress up the ‘corporate ladder’ and doing what I could, but in hindsight I was woefully out of place and simply didn’t fit in. So much that I saved up for a holiday for two whole weeks to the US on my own. Once I went and returned, I knew even more I didn’t fit in the office and headed down a self destructive path and eventual nervous breakdown.
This was one of the reasons why I felt I didn’t deserve anything. I felt forever stuck in a loop of servitude. Where no real chances opened up, where any pushes for some sort of creativity were shunned to keep the status quo. Even though as the cloud of trauma was just on the horizon, my biggest lesson was around the corner.
Poverty to Abundance is a series of blogs addressing my personal journey from my own mindset of poverty to abundance.
