Money Illiterate

So I’m money illiterate.

I don’t know how to get any.

I don’t know how to save any.

I don’t know what to do with it when I have it.

I don’t speak the language of money or financial success.

I am broke, I’ve always been broke and feel like I will always be broke.

I’m losing all hope of financial success and freedom.

I feel like it’s something I’ll never have.

This makes me feel so down.

I know there are other people who also feel like this.

I wish someone could hand over a million dollars and let me make my fortune from it.

Money makes me depressed.

Without it I feel pressured to do things I don’t want to do, everyday.

With it, I feel pressured to be careful, cautious and wary.

This really makes me so sad.

I don’t know what to do to find financial freedom. And to not feel so guilty with money.

I’ve worked for so many businesses. And for what, a meal. Rent. Clothes. Stuff.

I may own possessions but I feel like I have nothing. No house. A shitbox car. No savings. Can’t afford a holiday. Nothing.


Been busy applying for jobs for 2014

As part of the event industry, summer break is the time to work!

So far I have an interview for Melbourne Food and Wine Show, I’ll be working at Big Day Out and Soundwave, I’ve signed up to be apart of the crew for Weekend to End Women’s Cancer and I’ll be volunteering in the box office for Midsumma Festival.

My recent visit to Tasmania allowed me to catch up with fellow event industry woman Julie King. I hope we get the opportunity to work together in the future.

This year has gone so fast. Another year older, another year gone, a new beginning about to start.

I hope 2014 see’s me managing my own events and working on book 2.

I will continue to work for agencies like Horner Recruitment, Event Recruitment and Atlantic Group.

I have submitted my book of poems to the Festival Director of the Melbourne Writers Festival. I await their reply.

I will be travelling to Sydney while the Sydney Writer’s Festival is on.

2014 will be full of wonder.