I’m feeling unhappy about the way things are going in my bank account

I’m feeling unhappy about the way things are going in my bank account, and years of therapy have taught me to openly express my feelings whenever it’s convenient and the feelings won’t lead to confrontation. The status of my bank account is nobody’s fault – especially not mine – but my feelings about my financial situation need a public forum.

Why doesn’t my bank account give me the money that I need to live in a highfalutin manner? I give it my everything, especially on the two days out of the month when I sometimes receive a paycheck, and I feel like I deserve more. It’s like I give and I give and I give and all I get in return are questions, statements, invoices, deficits. I start feeling bad about myself. I already have self-esteem issues, so why am I in this abusive relationship? I know I should just get out, say goodbye to the debt and the disgrace, but something inside me says, “Keep up the hard work. It will get better. Someday you will be able to afford Chipotle again.” And then I find out that a check bounced and my credit card had to kick in $200 at 50% interest just to keep me afloat.

And it’s like, why are you treating me this way? What did I ever do to you? All I did was try to grow up in an upper middle class home without any concerns about money, and now it’s like I’m being punished just because sometimes I got bicycles for Christmas and I was always above health insurance because my dad said I didn’t need any damn antibiotics, or stitches for that matter, and how dare my bank account get all high and mighty on me now like just because I don’t have a real job with real benefits I should be taken down a notch when it comes to writing bad checks to my creditors. So they bounce sometimes! So what! Who are you, Mademoiselle Bank Account? The Queen of Sheba of Financial Solvency? It’s like you don’t even care about the person – no, the ARTIST – behind the lack of money! It’s like all you care about is what’s coming in and out of the stupid account. I am a person with feelings and I am suffering direly from feeling poor. It actually hurts me, deep inside. But no, you don’t give a shit about feelings. Well I’ll tell you what, Miss Cold-hearted Bank, you are a grade-A insensitive jerk-off. And the next time I receive a paycheck, I am going to keep it to myself because you don’t even deserve it. Signed, Fuck You, made out to CASH.

This blog is going downhill in a hurry.

6 Thoughts on “I’m feeling unhappy about the way things are going in my bank account

  1. My bank account sometimes makes me so enraged that my therapist actually told me to have my partner deal with it for a few months.

    That said, I’m still going to Madrid in May for four days of being a bad bachelor boy.

  2. Aw, baby. I’m sorry it’s so rough. I feel you – sometimes my cervical mucous treats me the same way.

  3. abbey on April 27, 2009 at 7:42 am said:

    when i get back, i’m taking you out for as many weird and mildly expensive cocktails as you can drink.

  4. Starrhillgirl,
    This whole post should be rewritten replacing the word “bank account” with “vagina” and “financial” with “vaginal.” This is my favorite game.

    Abbey,
    Do you know how much drinks cost in New York City? $15!! What?! Start saving your money to get me drunk in New York. It’s going to be expensive.

  5. Willis on April 28, 2009 at 10:42 am said:

    Get a job, Hippie.

  6. Wistar, there are lots of bars in NYC where it’s much cheaper than $15 a cocktail.

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