From Burberry to Broke
The story of my life as it currently stands is a bit unfortunate, but it may also be a blessing in disguise. For most of my life I have gotten everything that I wanted and much of it was provided through my own work. I grew up in a wealthy town with wealthy friends and I never imagined a life for myself that didn't include organic raspberries. I am a 20 year old gay man with a strong craving for all that is material in the world, but something has changed. It's my senior year of college and I have run out of money for the first time in my life.
To be clear, I am not the prince of Monaco nor am I the beneficiary of a wealthy grandparent. I just happen to be from a white upper class family living in suburban Massachusetts. My parents had enough money to buy my siblings and I nice things and take us to nice places and I was able to save up a lot of money before I left for college. The money that I started off with wasn't enough for extravagance; I never rented suites when I travelled and I would only buy items from Club Monaco that were on sale, but if something cost less than $75, I would barely think before buying it. And to be fair, I was able to secure some lucrative intern positions during my summers that were able to bolster my spending. But now I am entering my senior year and I realized that I am dead broke.
Well, dead broke is a bit harsh I suppose. I am not living in abject poverty; I happen to be slurping down the last of my flaxseed smoothies. But the money that I do have will cover my rent, my car payment for the new car I bought last year and little else. I may even need to stop shopping at Whole Foods. Thankfully my prospects for after graduation appear bright, but for the first time, I will be temporarily poor.
In order to make it through the next nine months without crashing my credit scores, I need to seriously adjust my lifestyle. My boyfriend advised that I should stop beginning every day with a trip to Starbucks. I will have to drink Dunkin Donuts instead, but I bought one of those reusable Starbucks cups to put it in so that nobody will know.
Stay tuned as my life unfolds.
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