Back in June, I was kicked out of my apartment that I had been living at for almost 3 years because my dog was over the designated weight limit. I received a note on my door stating that I had to either get rid of my dog, or vacate the property. I begged for just 1 more month so I could find another place to live, but they refused. I honestly didn’t know where I was going to live and for 24 hours, thought that my dog and I would have to live out of my car. I had no money saved up for emergencies and was already working 45 hours a week at my job. Thankfully, I have an amazing mom who put in many extra hours at her 2 jobs to help me financially. For the next several months, my expenses were far more than my income. I was in the negative in my bank account every week and I couldn’t get caught up on bill. I’ve ruined my relatively good credit score for 23 year old, which I’ll be paying for years to come. I was in a bad mood every day and all I could think about was how I could put even more hours in at work. I remember sitting outside at work crying on the phone to my mom and telling her how sorry I was that I got myself into all this. I don’t really see any other way that I could have dealt with the amount of stress I was under at the time. I never did anything drastic. I vented a lot of that stress into my work and isolated myself from others by working in the back stock room most of the time. I kept my journal and on my days off, cleaned my apartment from top to bottom. Fortunately, I’m out of that situation and doing much better
Back in June, I was kicked out of my apartment that I had been living at for almost 3 years because my dog was over the designated weight limit. I received a note on my door stating that I had to either get rid of my dog, or vacate the property. I begged for just 1 more month so I could find another place to live, but they refused. I honestly didn’t know where I was going to live and for 24 hours, thought that my dog and I would have to live out of my car. I had no money saved up for emergencies and was already working 45 hours a week at my job. Thankfully, I have an amazing mom who put in many extra hours at her 2 jobs to help me financially. For the next several months, my expenses were far more than my income. I was in the negative in my bank account every week and I couldn’t get caught up on bill. I’ve ruined my relatively good credit score for 23 year old, which I’ll be paying for years to come. I was in a bad mood every day and all I could think about was how I could put even more hours in at work. I remember sitting outside at work crying on the phone to my mom and telling her how sorry I was that I got myself into all this. I don’t really see any other way that I could have dealt with the amount of stress I was under at the time. I never did anything drastic. I vented a lot of that stress into my work and isolated myself from others by working in the back stock room most of the time. I kept my journal and on my days off, cleaned my apartment from top to bottom. Fortunately, I’m out of that situation and doing much better