In an attempt to take out money from my best friend “ATM” (I call him Adam) this morning, I realized, I was way too close being flat broke. I mean, I have a full tank of gas, enough food to last until next pay-day, and my monthly bills are paid, but seriously – I have how much left in my account?
I’ve never been great at managing my finances; hell, I’ve never even been good.
Perhaps my stripping years, being used to over-crowded dollar bills, held in by snug garters on each thigh at any given night, has something to do with it.
Back in my days on the pole, I had no concept of saving money. Why should I save, when in the next set, I could have hundreds more where that came from? I spent it as fast as I earned it, and unfortunately, this little habit has stuck with me long after I hung up my six-inch stilettos.
Every month, it’s the same thing: I’ll put X amount away, not touch it, and let my savings grow from there. Then, the car needs servicing, the registration is due, insurance won’t cover this or that medical appointment, and on and on it goes. I have no idea how parents do this – when I can barely take care of myself.
My interview earlier this week threw me for a loop. It was an amazing experience, but it took more out of me than I expected. To re-live certain experiences, and talk so matter-of-factly about the rape, the drug abuse, the skin disease, the surgeries on my face – then to show a room full of strangers (who were just wonderful, by the way) certain photos of those times – was a bit much.
After the interview, I was wiped, as is clearly evident in this photo of Kirsty and I.
If you don’t know of Kirsty Spraggon yet, you will. She’s huge in Australia, and will be taking the U.S. by storm soon.
This photo of her and I makes me a little blue. I look so tired, almost sad. The interview was a huge success – so why aren’t I radiating the pride and joy I feel from within? Is that 14-year-old still trying to bring me down? She’s a pesky little thing, that one. But I forgive her. She doesn’t know any better. And she’s exhausted, too.
I’m forgiving myself for mishandling my finances (again) this month. What else is there to do, but pick myself up, and keep trying?
You may be wondering where all the money goes from writing my story. You may be wondering if I make any at all. That’s the thing about passion – we do what we were born to do – regardless of reward. To be paid for sharing my story would be the ultimate dream – but it’s not my purpose. To share my story with the hope of giving a voice to women (or men) who cannot, is what drives me.
I was recently told an idea for my next book (as if writing my memoir wasn’t enough right now!) – she says I could call it “How to live in the present.” Then she told me, she has no interest in being interviewed with me (by Katie Couric!) for a national television talk show in the works for ABCs fall programming (more on that later). I love her, but am afraid my sister will never see things through my eyes.
In reply to my sister’s comment, I simply stated that, I live in the NOW – but dig deep in the well of my past, in order to help anyone who has suffered a similar path. And that, if I ever made money from my writing, I would donate a portion to battered women’s shelters, as well as addiction and rape victim’s shelters. I never received a reply.
So, I keep writing – posting – sharing my story, for myself – and whomever is interested.
Here’s where faith in myself comes in. Deep in the cell of my heart, I have to know, somehow, a little money will come. But if it never does (and so far, never has), that my passion alone, must be enough to keep me going.
One of the final questions Kirsty asked me during our interview was: “In a word, how would you describe yourself, after all you’ve been through?”
There was no pause, and my nose tickled with the birth of tears – and I replied, simply, quietly – “Brave.”
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Christine Macdonald 
I find you incredibly brave!
I am lousy at saving too, but I console myself by telling myself, that If I died in five minutes, anything in my savings would not get buried with me, so instead, I enjoy spending it with and on the ones I love.
Life is so short, and money wont buy you time.
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It just seems there is never any extra – and I try and be very tight with my spending. Not tight enough, I suppose!
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Brave is an understatement, Christine. Your willingness to share your vulnerability so openly and honestly and to see how your pain has served a greater purpose in helping others is awe-inspiring. Congratulations on a successful interview. I’m not the least bit surprised. May this be the beginning of many new open doors for you. It seems the story only you can tell is gaining momentum. Priceless!
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Kathleen, thank you. Here’s to upward and onward! xo
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When you said that word BRAVE my nose tickled too. I cried many tears before our interview, reading your excerpts, looking over all the photos. I can understand why we are not glowing in those photos. But I think we both felt joy on the inside, knowing the difference your story will make, the people who will be touched. Be gentle on yourself because such raw honesty and digging deep into ones past and being so vulnerable takes energy and courage. It is emotionally exhausting. I know how much it took out of me and can only imagine what it took for you to do. You should be very proud. One of the boys on the crew was profoundly impacted by your story and so the healing has already begun from what you have shared. I believe firmly the money comes when we live in our passion and know it will come for you too. Keep believing. Big Hugs Kirsty x
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There my nose goes, tickling again! You aresuch a blessing, thank you. I will remember to be gentle on myself. Thank you!
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Brave suits you to a tee!! And Kirsty says so much in her comment that I am going to “ditto” her and wish you nothing but the best!!
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I love it when you stop by, Mark – thank you! 🙂
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Fortune favours the Brave, Christine. Don’t forget that. Keep going, keep being you. You are amazing, inspiring and beautiful xx
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Ohhh, I LOVE that phrase! Fortune favours the brave. Excellent. Love. Thanks so much for reading and commenting. Aloha, from the US. xxoo
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Christine, I don’t think you need me to reinforce the fact that every time you share that “14 year old girl” with others, her experiences, her feelings and how that has affected who and what you are today, you are helping others…but I will anyway because you are. You know my story and you have been a huge inspiration to me.
I suspect that you have gotten to a place in your life now where you couldn’t stop sharing and being vulnerable for others if you wanted to. This IS WHO YOU ARE…and it’s beautiful!
Keep plugging away…Peace Always, My Friend…T
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Aha! So true – just try and stop me from talkin’! You keep plugging away, too, T. We both have stories of strength that will help others. xxoo
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I was gonna say don’t beat yourself up over how you handled money in the past. You know… live in the present. But you already know that. What you gotta do is change some more. wink, wink, nudge, nudge
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Don’t I know it! Thanks for the comment, friend.
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Oh, yeah, and passion makes some things easier… others darn near impossible
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So true…
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Brave. Rock on, girl. And I subscribe to the belief that following your passion and purpose can lead you to financial success. People will want to pay you for telling your stories, I’m sure of it. XO
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Thanks Mel. It’s so hard to hang on sometimes – but such is life, right? Here’s to us all Rockin’ on. xo
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Christine, your ability to take that leap and be SO vulnerable (and human) is really, truly inspiring to me. I’m taking baby steps in that direction. It’s not easy, so yay you.
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Thanks so much Laura! You’re right – so not easy. And yay US. xo
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First off, I commend you for always commenting on the replies from your readers. That’s huge! It shows humility.
The other thing I wanted to tell you is that I know the $ will come for you. I have faith in you. When we do what we love, the $ will always come.
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Thanks Raquel! We shall see. xxoo
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