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I need to write about how I can travel frugally...

🌻 thankful pwheeler nano has a blog on frugality: "Frooglewoods, Frugality and Makeup" 

My spacebook friends want me to share how I save so I can travel so much.

Where to start...

here:

My life seems to have had various stages:

1. I was poor or penniless or ... it didn't matter. I was totally dependent.

1b. I became independent ... kinda, but still poor. And ultimately became dependent again.

2. I worked. I was independent ... was I? In this stage I was able to help others. I did save but with help bought a house and didn't bother saving. I wasn't good with money and over-extended myself. One bump and oops ...

2b. I was homeless and very dependent on the kindness of others. I was very poor, at times penniless. The transition out of homelessness was bumpy. I was afraid to spend money. I hoarded it. Even after I moved to Montana.

3. I stopped helping others. Still hurts a bit because I believe generosity is a virtue; but I no longer trusted anyone. I decided to invest in me. What was my passion and what stood in the way?

I had started writing poetry before everything hit-the-fan. I started a journal when I was homeless-lite, started my blog when I was homeless-heavy. Still continue with both, but not successfully.

Why? Why me? I need to sit with this ... not everything I see in the mirror is pretty. And frankly, I'm not sure I know the truth. will seeking the truth trigger the traumas? Do I have anyone to support me when I sit here shaking? No.

So.

I will write about "today", looking back at the last 11 years ... when I began to travel.

I will post in installments.

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