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= I’ll never forget the day I found out I had spent over $200 on takeout in one week. I

= I still remember the night I sat on my tiny couch, staring at a crumpled napkin with “NO SPENDING”

= Let me take you back to a night that still makes me cringe. I was sitting at my tiny

= There was a time when my debt felt like a rain cloud following me everywhere — no matter what

= I still remember the first time I tried to make a budget. It was a Sunday afternoon, and I

= I still remember the night I sat on my tiny apartment floor, clutching a crumpled receipt from a $45

= I still remember the night I sat at my tiny kitchen table, a crumpled napkin stained with coffee in

= I still remember the night I scribbled my very first budget on a crumpled napkin, stained with coffee rings