I have a fickle relationship to money.
I used to believe it was evil and everyone who had it was evil and I didn’t have any. The. I Chang my mind and now I have money.
It really messes with me that my husband is so distraught about money. I’m wondering if that’s actually true…
Things have not gone “his” way, I am sorry to say. His job let him go and claim it was voluntary so they’re not paying out unemployment. It’s very difficult for me to understand exactly what that is really like for a man… I have lost jobs before but it was a hoo skip and a jump to the next one. And I didn’t have any dependents. And I’m not a man. Lol.
But I do wonder where all the emotions come from. Is it money? Or something else?
I rather think it’s something else. We have more than a year’s salary saved up and, we could always sell our house and move. Quite a lot of equity there. We always wanted to move anyway.
So, what is it?
It is affecting me quite badly. I have come to realize, from my own experience and from studying my human design, that I often feel and confuse other people’s emotions for my own. I feel everything. It’s exhausting and horrible to think about. It means I’ve lived my entire life as other people. Or, out of their motivations and feelings.
What would it mean to have some sort of boundary? I have no idea. I don’t even know where to start.
Part of my back pain could be related to stress from lack of boundaries. I looked that up the other day. And also it was mentioned to me yesterday as well. I’m going to have to figure out how to create some sort of boundary.
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