I recently had a financial scare. Mom asked me to transfer my savings to our joint account so she could pay some bills. So half of my savings went. And the other half can barely afford to pay my friend for the iMac I’m taking off her hands, which means that if I paid her (the exchange hasn’t happened yet), I would literally only have enough money for 3 McDonald’s meals or one decent dinner at the Old Spaghetti Factory. Suddenly the reality of the 99% hit me in the face. I never realized how lucky I am to not have to pay rent or any bills and come home to a full fridge (though I don’t eat most of what’s in there) until I realized how little money I have to spend.
The reality of being one of the 99% has never hit me so hard. I was able to live and spend comfortably when I still had a decent chunk of dough in the bank. As long as I earn more than I spend each month, I didn’t need to worry. But now that over half of it is gone, it’s so hard to save up again when living costs are continuing to climb…
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