it feels REALLY GOOD to help other people.

you know how for a lot of us, our dream is to have enough extra money that we can scroll through our friends’ posts and donate to all the fundraisers for people’s health and safety needs? and maybe, even, someday, buy a house and share it with a bunch of our friends who also need someplace to live, and have it paid off (or at least a reasonable enough mortgage) that we all feel some level of security about having a continued roof over our heads?

well.

since my dad died and my brother moved out of my parents’ house, and my mom asked me to come back home and live in MN, and offered me a plentiful amount of financial support to get settled in here… I am finding myself in an extraordinarily lucky and privileged position where it looks like I’ll actually be able to do those things.

House, later. Gonna have to do a bit of saving up for that. But I believe it will happen.

And in meantime, I have been having enough extra funds that I’ve just… gone slightly wild.

Not to the point of being unsustainable; I’m still keeping track of my bank account and making sure I still have enough for myself, now and to save for the future.

But I’ve sent money to friends needing healthcare, and people escaping from Gaza, and the Internet Archive and some reproductive rights funds and…. it feels amazing. Why does anyone with extra money not do this?

well. I know the answer. Most people who have a lot of extra money didn’t get it by being generous.

But fuck ‘em.