I truly cannot tell y& #39;all how good it feels to:

1. finally have a "real" job (I start Mon)
2. recognize that montly income from painting has been = to what I& #39;ll bring home from my salary
3. know that my new health insurance will kick in when my current plan expires

cont.
4. make a big ol& #39; payment to my student loan provider, even when a bill isn& #39;t due for five more months.
5. throw an extra $1200 into an investing app just because
6. soon have my 401K accepting contributions again after a 3-year hiatus

cont.
7. have my car and cats up-to-date on any lingering appointments/check-ups/etc.
8. accomplish all of this WITHOUT any help from PA unemplyment, from whom I have not recevied a single dollar from even though I& #39;ve filed for at least $7000 when my intership ended in June.
This is all to say:

I have spent the last SEVEN MONTHS extremely anxious (as opposed to the previous THIRTY MONTHS of extra anxious) over finances.

No one can prepare you for how truly draining a masters program is on every level of your being.
It& #39;s expensive. You take what feels like a big time out from earning. Your bills don& #39;t stop. The uncertainty grows. It exponentially increases in a global pandemic.

The financial anxiety hit in a BIG way last fall, which was the final push I needed to talk to my dr about lexapro
There& #39;s really no neatly tied bow to wrap around this thread, aside to say that I& #39;m in disbelief of how things have unfolded and am so beyond filled with gratitude for how grounded and supported I feel right now.
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