I learn and forget and painfully relearn the same message over and over: I am no one's priority. But I am my own priority. I am the one who must put things in place to ensure I will be taken care of it in my later years. This doesn't have to be a bad thing or a sad thing. This can be an exciting and liberating thing. I have a lot of resources and choices at my fingertips, and I can make something beautiful out of it to look forward to.
I am looking for a financial planner to consult with. I am fantasizing about my long-term peace and happiness.
Last edited by Ginger; 04-22-2012 at 11:15 AM.
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