As much as i want to deny it, I happen to be that girl that gets bailed out by her parents when any financial crisis hits. This morning I took my car into the shop to fix a leaky tire. I was then approached that I needed new brakes in the front and in the back asap. The back breaks needed about 5 different new parts, and would equal to $500.
I physically don't have $500.
My journey to Louisville starts this Friday morning, so i felt i didn't have a choice. I need my car to get me home safely. I filled out a 'credit card' for the store I was at, immediately called mom and mom would pay the monthly fees. I insist on paying her back, but it's not a huge deal to her.
I immediately was dealing with a pretty big guilt complex. I started to think about my neighbors and how they don't have the choice to call mom to bail them out. If they don't have the money, they either get the work done and then can't pay the bill, or they just take their car back home and give it up until they can get the money to get it fixed.
Later this afternoon, one of my friends approached me and showed me her wisdom teeth growing in on the right side of her mouth. Her jaw line was swollen and she hasn't been able to eat much in the past two days. Her medicaid runs out tomorrow.
I know I am blessed to have parents who are able and willing to take care of me when needed, but even having the choice to go to them in times of need is a complex that makes me angry, frustrated and sees how unfair this life is. And I now see I contribute to the unfairness.
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