I've said before that I communicate via the written word best, when I am crying. Before I can properly tell the story, you should know where I came from. This isn't a sob story, this is a perspective that you may be inclined to follow. I'm making this public (meaning you don't have to be an Active Rain Member to read this) because my guess is there are folks who could benefit from what I'm about to write.
I come from a middle class family. When I left and went about my own way, there were challenges at each horizon. I've lived in attics, fielded collection calls, owed money that I couldn't possibly pay back... at least right away. I lived on Ramen Noodles, slept in puddles of God's tears, and drove my parents crazy because I didn't want to do things the 'easy' way. I did things and do things my way, we'll see how that works out after it is all said and done.
Tonight was something I was looking forward too. The Pittsburgh Steelers are on television and it's wrestling night on the USA Network. I spent the weekend with a girl that I don't deserve. Gosh... I'm lucky. But those things took a backseat when I got a phone call from a fellow Active Rainer. You see, this person has much more experience in the mortgage industry than me. This person thinks for one moment that I can maybe help matters. I gotta be honest, I've felt like quiting this industry. It's been more than rough and supplied me with more gray hairs than Sam Elliot can shake a clever catch-phrase at. I was told about two hours ago that one of my peers, in this industry, wanted to end their life because they can no longer afford to live it.
I don't know much about this world or life but I do know one thing: it's between the ears. I can't sit hear and tell you there is a God that will make things okay or your every fear will end in due time. In fact, I'd probably be the one to tell you that this life, this world... is tough and should be. We'll be okay, humanity tends to have that going for it.
Before you dive on the sword, listen to my words. It isn't worth it, there are people that care. And even if nobody cared at all, we are more than money and better than poverty. I will hold your hand my man, through thick and thin. It will be okay, don't let this shit fool you... be tough, especially in the moments where you feel the weakest.
We live in very interesting times economically, and those will end. It's between the ears and beneath the neck. Relax and listen to this song...
if nothing else, I will welcome your family into my home.









"An Open Letter to the Consumer"
