I have always had issues regarding money. I have often wondered why that is. When I was younger I was sexually abused and was kept quiet by way of money. Money that could never make up for the innocence my childhood that was taken away from me but did make me feel dirty and worthless as though what was happening to me was my fault. It was as though because I took the money I accepted what was happening to me and was as guilty as the abuser. My cluttering and collecting habits actually stemmed from the money I ‘earned’ from the abuse. It was as though surrounding myself with clutter would someone make up for all that I had lost.
Then there were times in life when I did well, and was given something ‘nice’ as a treat. It felt as though my life involved around money. I went to school with people who had so much more than me, it felt like what I had wasn’t enough. I needed more in order to belong.
Somehow in my mind friendships and relationships became centred around money. I would always want to buy friends something and then if they bought me something would feel that I owed them something. I had a very unhealthy attitude to money – and yet I didn’t even have any money.
Funnily enough I often struggled to make friends and was social phobic. Looking back how could I be any other when my focus was so wrong. I would stress every time anyone talked to me. I would think I had nothing in common with them, which was crazy when all they were talking was the weather and I had seen that too. I was expecting myself to be judged in same way I judged people. Maybe not everyone saw the world through my twisted eyes.
I can now see that I am no better or worse than people with more or less money than I have. People will like me or not, but I have many positive elements to my personality that are given freely. Maybe it are these qualities that count and not my bank balance or clutter.