My earliest memory of money revolves around my mother repeatedly telling me to save my money. I did as she asked because, as with most small children, what your mother tells you is just true. You don’t question what she tells you.
During most of my childhood I kept saving. My mother was so proud of me. She called me her little saver. At some point it was time to spend some of the money. I didn’t want to spend it. I refused. After all, mom said to save it so I struggled to let go.
After a couple of these episodes my mother encouraged me to spend the money. She said there was no point in saving it if I never was going to spend it. So I did what I was told. I spent it.
It’s probably obvious to you now that I grew up quite conflicted about…
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