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The original was posted on /r/india by /u/throwaway_20_22 on 2025-05-31 09:49:20+00:00.

Hi folks,

Thank you all for the wishes in my last post. I was not mentally in a position to respond but i read every comment and message sent to me. For context, this is the post I am referring to.

I randomly remembered I made a post here and decided to log back after 2 years to provide a short update.

Reading my last post made me remember all the crap I went through. My life is so different now.

As you know, i graduated with a BA degree. My initial plan was to pursue Masters. But one incident involving my dad throwing us out of the house was the final nail in the coffin. I knew I couldn’t pursue Masters as that would mean further, continued dependency on my dad for money which he was unwilling to share. Mind you, i was a star student in my BA days. I graduated as a Gold Medalist! I loved studying :)

Anyway, here I was with a BA degree and no house. Fortunately, we weren’t too broke to not be able to afford rent immediately. Got a 1bhk in a cheap tier 3 city and made ends meet with an internship I did which gave me 7k stipend. That internship was my life saver. It gave me the confidence to pursue a full-time job. Although I was sad that I couldn’t pursue Masters…but life worked out wonderfully even without it. During this time, my brain permanently altered the way I think as a trauma response. I had also gone through severe health challenges because of it- anemia, periods delayed, hair thinning, weight loss, etc. Due to money shortage, I couldn’t get a proper diagnosis. My 7k went into paying rent.

I still remember those days, we would eat rice and onions for meals.

I’ll omit a few details in between here as they are deeply personal and thinking about them makes my heart go heavy. So fast forward to my internship completion, I was anxious about the future but I managed to secure a job in Bangalore for a salary that would help me to get started. It was very less but i was able to afford PG rent and food couple of times a month.

I changed 2 jobs in 2 years due to low pay and very toxic work environment. I now work in a great company making 150% more than what I made 2 years ago.

Money really changed my life. Being financially independent gave me strength and it made my life better. I wouldn’t say my family problems completely vanished; but money gave me a door to escape those problems. I wouldn’t say the last 2 years have been golden, I am still traumatised and some issues keep resurfacing. I still feel I could go homeless again any day. But its always better to get these thoughts when you have bank and not as a broke, college student. I guess depression never leaves you, you just find ways to live with it. I’m so glad I did not off myself 2 years ago. Truly, I was in the depths of hell back then. I don’t know what it was- I felt if I off myself, I wouldn’t be able to enjoy my favourite things anymore (sunsets, food, books, to name a few) and that was discouraging enough to not take a bold step.

I love the salary I have that i can call my own now. Free will feels incredible. I get to pay rent, bills, invest a decent chunk of it, and still have some more left to spend on the things I like. It’s me and my little money against the world!

And oh, I did end up getting a Master’s degree after all! Though it is a distance course, I am learning and paying it off on my own.

Thanks for reading so far. Maybe I’ll log back in 2 years from now and let you all know that I got married. 😁