There’s a reason I don’t borrow money from people. And an even better reason why I don’t borrow money from family. If things go bad, it’s never pretty. Losing a friendship over money is horrible, and losing a family member because of it is even worse.
I owe someone money. It’s not a family member. It’s not a friend. In fact, it’s someone I don’t speak to anymore. Someone that isn’t part of my life. At all.
A few days ago, I wrote a check and mailed it. Not because I wanted anything in return. I don’t even want a phone call. I did it because I hate owing people money. And as hard as it was to write it, especially with the holidays coming up and knowing there are more fun things to spend it on, I knew it had to be done. I didn’t want it hanging over my head anymore. I didn’t want to ever have an excuse for this person to call me and ask me for it. I want to be done with it.
I only wish I could have paid the entire amount. $100 at a time, I guess.