This year though, I decided to invest that money into myself. Last year, I put almost every dime of my refund into paying my student loans, aka the U.S. What is that type of excessive and often shallow entertainment really worth? Why did I want them? I ended up asking myself, at this point, since my essential needs are consistently being met, what should I really do with my money? And I did and do deserve to enjoy myself, but damn if I didn’t have to do some soul-searching.
I felt like I deserved all the things I saw people with continuous funds enjoying. I used to spend that change on well-deserved bullshit: bottle-poppin’, new kicks, cab rides from the city to my crib in the Bronx, fancy dinners, illicit activities and buying people’s affection. Living right on and sometimes even below the poverty line made it so easy for me to view my tax refund as a way to live big for awhile. Thank You, Uncle Sam for the pennies you call a tax-refund.
