Want me to read this to you? Click here If you asked me, “what is money therapy?”, I could define it like this: MONEY THERAPY- the process by which psychological theories and interventions are used to solve financial problems and improve the relationship with money. But I’m not...
When I was in college, I worked three jobs…and I was still broke as shit. I took a full class load studying psychology… …worked as a bank teller 15 hours a week… …worked at the local women’s shelter as a legal advocate where I filed protection from abuse...
Not so long ago, I had a consistent routine that I stuck to like glue. Every day started at 5 am…with piping hot coffee (how else am I gonna get my ass outta bed that early?)…while sitting in my favorite spot- the cushy recliner perfectly positioned...
It’s ridiculously easy to get caught up in money drama… …stressing over paying all the bills on time… …feeling like you have to “rob Peter to pay Paul”… …worrying about all the debt hanging over your head… …feeling pressure to make more money so you can solve all your...
My finger hovered over the “send” button… …and I took a deep breath. OMG…what was I doing? Was I really going to send this pitch? My inner critic starting citing all the reasons why I should hit “delete” instead. “You’re a nobody…no one’s even heard of you. What makes...
Have you ever set a goal for yourself that you felt super pumped about at the start like: “This is the year I’m going to run my first marathon!” “Say goodbye debt. I’m wiping out $10,000 of credit card debt in 6 months.” “I’ve always wanted to write...
I was chatting with my girlfriends about the fast approaching New Year…and we were all debating whether or not to make resolutions. We were split down the middle. Some of my lady friends love the fresh energy that the new year brings and go bonkers about mapping...
There I was, being a “good girl”, sitting in the front row of the choir. I can still hear the preacher’s voice proclaiming, “Money is the root of all evil. Rich people are greedy…they worship money…they’re on a path straight to hell.” Yikes. In my young, little...
It’s 3 am. I’m wide awake, silently crying in bed while my husband snores loudly beside me. While he slept like a baby, I laid there feeling like a big fat failure for getting us into a financial mess. “Where would I come up with the money...
My mom hadn’t planned on having a baby at 20 years old, but there she was, a single mother with me in her arms. She didn’t admit it at the time, but she wasn’t quite ready to be a parent. She wanted to date…and party…and spread her...
