The weekend after getting paid felt ordinary but deep down, I knew it wasn’t. I had really changed.
After a month, I got my first paycheck from Knight Enterprises, and I was still trying to process the fact that my bank account now had $5,000 in it. Five damn Thousand of Dollars. It felt illegal. Like at any moment, someone would burst through my door and tell me there had been a mistake. For the first time in years, I didn’t have to overthink every single dollar before spending it. The constant pressure of money worries was gone. I could finally breathe for a bit and enjoy it without feeling pressured.
And by enjoy, I meant spend. Not on rent, not on groceries, not even on the sensible "emergency fund" everyone always talked about. Nope. My priority was looking hot.
Partly to mess with
