Growing Pain

Good morning!

Or is it? "Recession." "Panic." "Tumble." "Collapse." "Financial crisis." What's the Truth, as the Digga would say at Da Dominion? I’ll make an analogy or two:

You get fired from your job. You apply for unemployment and you’re definitely going to have less than you counted on in two weeks when you’re rent is due. You were, unfortunately, living check to check for the most part, even though you we making good money every week.

You ask your parents for help to get you by. Afraid of what their siblings and parents are going to think about them bailing out their stubborn, belligerent kid after telling him for months he needed to change, they refuse. You regress to your youthful, melancholy habit of exhibiting signs of depression and passive-aggressive threats of suicide.

If you skip paying rent, they’ll probably try to evict you from your apartment. You tell that to your parents knowing that that process, in reality, takes about six weeks to complete, and even though you’ll have a pretty lean period in the interim, you’ll be able to pay it before they can actually kick you out. You make some money from side projects after all, and you may even be willing to change your whole paradigm and go freelance if you can’t find a new job. You’re just really sick of having to borrow cash from your buddies and even your frenemies.

That is our current financial crisis.

It’s a bad situation; you made some bad decisions. You’ve put yourself in a real bind, but that is precisely what has always caused you to find a solution to your problems. You don’t plan ahead enough well enough, and this won’t bring you some grand epiphany, but you’ll get through it fine, even if it changes you and how you do things. It’s called growth. Moreover, it’s called growing up. As a country, we’re still doing it. Why don’t we all just keep it together enough to let time do its work?