Rock bottom

I’ve been wearing the same 2-3 shirts, 2 pairs of jeans and 1 pair of very beat up shoes. Money has been tight over the past 2 years and it was very tough at first because I cared so much what people thought of my clothes and social status but after about a year I stopped caring anymore. It’s a very freeing feeling. Right now things are better and I can technically go buy some flashy things but I no longer feel the desire to do it. I’m wearing a cheap Wendys work shirt casually and I don’t even work there anymore. I just wore it cuz I needed to throw something on. Went out and took care of some errands and nobody said a thing about torn up jeans and shoes. Actually a few months ago some random cashier chick kinda laughed about it but it just made me chuckle because I definitely understand it’s not “cool”. This whole experience of hitting my version of “rock bottom” has changed me. I also pick my friends more wisely now too. Hardly anyone stayed at my side when all the booze was gone. At least now I know who my real friends and allies are. I’ll remember how my so called “homies and family” treated me when things got tough but I’ll also remember the ones who sticked by my side throughout the storm.

This experience has taught me to be more grateful for the things I do have. I definitely know rock bottom can be redefined so I’m now more careful about my decisions in life because next time rock bottom can be something worse.