My best gal pal was telling me all about the new job she just scored. The location was pretty, but the pay was even prettier for it to be just part-time. We geeked out over it together because she really did deserve it.
"Wait," my eyes got so big when the realization hit me. "You are your own sugar daddy!"
Just months before, when I supported her in denouncing the male population, I came up with an accurate life motto for her: "I am my own mans." And, it became our go-to line whenever she would have to deal with another annoying member of that species. We hyped each other up because who needs boys? (Yes, I have a boyfriend. Yes, I still hate boys. We exist.)
I was joking about needing a sugar daddy to provide some financial assistance (being a broke college student is not the life that I dreamed of for myself). She laughed before calling me out on my not-so-healthy spending habits but still managing to praise for spoiling myself, "You bought a coat in two different colors and reload your Starbs card without giving it a second thought."
First of all, yes, she was 100 percent right! But, guess what? I love giving myself what I know I deserve.
I love treating myself to Starbs on the daily. I love having extra money to buy what my heart desires. I love knowing that I work hard for my money. I love being an independent woman.
The feeling of having the means to provide for yourself is so satisfying. You do not need to worry about being a burden; you will not be relying on someone else. It totally okay to accept help if needed, but, when you know you can do things for yourself, it just gives you the best high.
Being an independent college girl is underrated when it should be a big deal. Girls do not get enough credit for all the hard work that they do.
When my friend made me realize that I do not need someone else for monetary support, I felt a sense of pride in myself. My new life motto is I am my own sugar daddy.
I grind for the bread. I put time and effort into what I do. I enjoy doing what I do. I am thankful for the opportunities that I have been given. I would not be able to afford to treat myself otherwise.
Remembering how spoiled I used to be that some people did not think I would be capable of ever standing on my own, I laugh at the thought of it now. I did not think I would end up here either, but here I am!
And, I am so proud of me.
