I wrote the book on bouncing back from financial rock bottom. Literally. I am meeting people who are going to food banks and living in their cars after having lost their homes. That’s financial rock bottom. I was at risk, careening dangerously close to the edge, but I did not go over thanks, in good part, to my mother who was not going to let me lose my house.
I am not out of the woods. Money is still lumpy and unpredictable, a feast-or-famine situation. What’s changed is I don’t fear anymore that the light I see at the end of the tunnel is a train barreling down on me.
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