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by robflynn
5501 days ago
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I certainly don't have any put away for a rainy day. After a bit of time being jobless, I finally found some underpaying work to get back on my feet. Coupled with various bills and medical bills, etc., I'm sitting at a paycheck to paycheck point. I get paid again tomorrow and I have $5.00 in the bank. It's quite depressing. Couple that with my girlfriend also losing her job and we tore through any savings pretty quickly. I have a side project going that I'd love to launch in the next month or so, but I'm also polishing up the resume to begin sending out June 1. Time for me to start pulling myself out of this rut now that I've got things in my life stabilized again. I actually feel a little embarrassed posting this here, but what the hell. This will act as motivation for me. I seem to have forgotten along the way that I'm a good developer and worth more than the small salary I have right now. (I took on some consulting work that sort of turned full time. The salary was not/is not great but I kind of ended up 'trapped' there. Stockholm syndrome for the employed?) |
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Desperation can be a tremendous motivator, and a great way to set priorities. Think of yourself as a newly-arrived immigrant. Now make your way in your new world.
Whatever you do, don't let depression set in. Depression = failure. Even if you struggle to pay the bills for the rest of your life, if you stay positive, you'll keep the people you love in your life.
It might help to imagine yourself getting that big break, and making enough money to never worry about money again. If that happens, how will you remember the tough times? Will you be proud of yourself, or ashamed? Will you regret that you treated others (and yourself) poorly? The history of the world is chock-full of successful people who were haunted by their past.
I'm on a roll here, so let me finish with this existential note: life is a bloody, sweaty mess, and there is no natural justice. From the day you're born to the day you die, you're flailing about on a tightrope over infinite emptiness. There's plenty to fear, and the easiest thing in the world is to fall.
But don't you really want to be the guy dancing on that tightrope and laughing at the void?