Right. I am back from my 2nd Debtor’s Anonymous meeting. I can’t report much since that would be unethical but I can tell you that none of the real work happens in the meetings themselves – spending plans and other horrors are delegated to PRGs (pressure relief groups). Meetings are just where we do “shares” which tend to be quite vague and follow a fairly elaborate series of rules and speech codes and readings. The hour might as well be called Money Mass.
Here’s a thought I’ve had many times and yet never shared with the people who might have an answer to it.
Like most people I had a group of friends when I was in high school that comprised my “inner group” – close friends who didn’t come and go like some of our shared acquaintances inevitably did. What was different about my group is that we didn’t all go to the same high school (or secondary school as they say in the UK). There was Collie who went to public school (known as a state school over here), there was Melissa who went to a private school (known as a public school over here) and then there was Andrea, Heidi, Mark, Otilia and myself who all went to the same Catholic school (though we were in different years from each other.) Yes, I had other friends (and I apologize to anyone I’ve just offended by leaving off the list) but these are the people I still know today & visit when I go toAmerica.
I mention these friends because they all have something in common that I find very odd. None of them. Not a single one of them went off and got a proper job. None of them ended up in Corporate-ville, in 9-5 land (which has no bearing on the actual hours worked), none of them ran off to join the Office. Except for me.
All of them pursued either creative and/or more socially noble endeavours. And what that means is that none of them had a reliable form of income. What I really wanted to do with my life was write. But it was inconceivable to me that not having a paycheck AT ALL TIMES could lead to anything but death and destruction.
Apparently this sort of thinking is something that Debtor’s Anonymous can help me chip away at. But in the interim I am going to go ask my friends what they think about this thing they all have in common with each other but not me.