When you're poor, you can't afford to save money to *not* be poor. Stop telling people to do that, because it doesn't help.

I don't think that enough people realize this, and that telling poor folks like myself to "just save money" isn't actually a feasible concept like you might think it is.

Every paycheck, I have been trying to put at least $10 into savings. And it will go okay for a little while... until I find myself reluctantly dipping back into savings because a bill was higher than usual, or a medical expense came up. It's frustrating and disappointing because when you're poor, you just want to be able to have a little nest egg saved up so that maybe one day, you can get a better home, or buy a car, or simply have money in your account that isn't already reserved for yet another bill.

I went through all my streaming services and reluctantly canceled them. I went with a cheaper, shittier internet service. I even had to decline getting my medications the other day because I just couldn't afford it, even though I pay for insurance. I don't live beyond my means, I live the way that the system expects on a crappy wage.

So many people are quick to judge and just offer advice when saving money isn't just as easy as putting it away and forgetting about it - forgetting about it, is actually a luxury. It means you didn't need that money, and you can afford to be without it. I've had people tell me to just "tell yourself not to dip into your savings, no matter what". So, I'll just let my landlord know I won't be paying the rest of the rent that I owe because I'm trying to save for the future? As I said, it's a luxury to be able to add to savings and forget about it.

Try to remember that we are all human beings, just trying to make it in the world. Try to be empathetic. What works for one person might not work for the other, especially if there is a vast difference in wages and benefits.

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Blinker fluid

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This man didn't give up and made it

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Every year I photograph my BFF, Porter, next to this bush. This is the last one.

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Dick park.

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Bob the coffee

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The before and after image gives an idea of the extent of flooding in Germany that has so far killed over 40 people.

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People saving a frieman from drowning during today's flooding catastrophe in Germany

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TIFU by taking pre-workout before a run and almost dying.

My Run:

If you don't know, pre-workout is a highly caffeinated powder that looks like this.

People often take it before workouts (like I always have) to give them the motivation they need.

Anwyways, I took 1.5 scoops as I normally do and went outside for a run on a particularly hot day.

At the end of the run, I felt weak and my chest was clenching with pain.

Upon arriving at the gas station to get a Gatorade, I realized something wasn't right. I stumbled inside and grabbed the shirt of an attendant to say "Please stay with me. I don't think I'm okay".

My body was shaking, my vision narrowed, and the pain grew nearer.

They gave me some water and talked with me to calm me down. Eventually, I felt well enough to go to my parent's house while my girlfriend was away just to be around someone.

Going to the Hosptial:

After half an hour at my parent's, nothing was better and I realized I may actually be dying.

My heart rate had NOT slowed down, my breath was shortening, and my chest felt like it was collapsing. I calmly looked at my mother and suggested "Alright, I believe now is the time we go to the Emergency Room"

We pull up to the ER and I stumbled inside the same way you would if you were drunk.

I politely tell the receptionist "I need to be seen in some short while, as I am having what must be a heart attack".

She hands me a form to fill out, which I make it about a third of the way through. My mind isn't cooperating and I have no strength to write anything down. The portion where it asks for my name was chicken scratch, and I could not for the life of me remember my birthday.

She motioned someone to come collect me from the back urgently but I was too embarrassed to go with them without having properly filled out a simple form.

"No, no! Let me fill out another one."

They waited kindly with worried looks until I dropped the pen and said "well we will just have to do this later".

In The ER

When I get back to the ER I am writhing in pain. Nothing is lowering my heart rate. Some punk comes in asking if I would like to pay all-at-once for a discounted price or on a monthly basis. I ask him if we can "please consider these things later.

About two hours pass and a few injections of something or another later, they tell me I’m fine but I have a fairly rare heart condition called Wolff-Parkinson-White Syndrome, which had been excited by the stimulants and could have ended very poorly.

I had taken pre-workout my entire life and had never known how close I always was to death.

The doctor explained, until my surgery, every time I take stimulants like that I am flipping a coin on my life.

So, while I am an unusual case, I encourage everyone to reconsider taking such supplements and to not be so concerned with properly filling out the welcome form when going to the ER.

TL;DR: took pre-workout, went on a run, went to the ER, found out I have WPW and may have died of sudden cardiac arrest if I wasn't treated

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