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Dear Aunty, Everyone around me looks like they're doing fine. My friends post their vacations and their new cars. My family thinks I've made it. So I keep up. I show up to the dinners, I chip in for the gifts, and I say yes to things I can't afford, because I don't want anyone to know. The truth is that keeping up is what's keeping me broke. I'm in debt because I'm too proud and too ashamed to say, "I can't right now." I've never asked anyone for help in my life, and I do

Dear Aunty, I'm caught in the middle. My parents are getting older and they need me more every year, with doctor's appointments, medications, and help around the house. My children still need me too. I'm stretched between two generations, and there isn't enough of me or enough money to go around. What hurts the most is that my parents built more than I have. They worked hard and they had something to show for it. I worked just as hard, maybe harder, and I'm the first in m

Dear Aunty, I did everything they told me to do. I went to college, got the degree, and got the job. I bought the house. I tithe, I pray, and I show up for people. I believed that if I stayed faithful and worked hard, I would be okay. But I'm not okay. The student loans are still here, the house needs repairs I can't afford, and last month I checked my bank balance before I bought groceries. I pray, and it feels like my prayers hit the ceiling. I'm starting to wonder if I

On paper, I'm doing fine. I have a good job, and I make more money than my parents ever did. But every month, the money is gone before the next check comes We live paycheck to paycheck, rent, car, groceries, insurance, the kids' activities. I'm not buying anything fancy, and it still isn't enough. Nobody knows. At work, I'm the dependable one. At home, I'm the one who holds it all together. I smile, I say "I'm good," and then I lie awake at 2 a.m. doing math in my head. I'm t

For this past half decade of my life, I have financially prioritized and cared for those around me. I gave out of love but I am now realizing that it was one sided. Slowly my debt grew while their comfort remained, and when I was drained no one was there to support me. I have just escaped this situation however the regret for it all still remains. I honestly feel stupid. How do I heal my relationship with finances as well as forgive myself for all I gave? — Signed, The Gener

Dear Aunty I am 23 years old now and looking back on my life I am realizing the patterns of my family and myself. I want to do better but I realize I was never taught what better was or how to be confident in it. Most my family would either run from, ignore, or leech off of someone else in relation to their struggles. I don't want this for me in my life, but I have trouble recognizing what the "right" thing is to do and therefore freeze like those before me. How do I confiden

For this past half decade of my life, I have financially prioritized and cared for those around me. I gave out of love but I am now realizing that it was one sided. Slowly my debt grew while their comfort remained, and when I was drained no one was there to support me. I have just escaped this situation however the regret for it all still remains. I honestly feel stupid. How do I heal my relationship with finances as well as forgive myself for all I gave? — Signed, The Gener

For this past half decade of my life, I have financially prioritized and cared for those around me. I gave out of love but I am now realizing that it was one sided. Slowly my debt grew while their comfort remained, and when I was drained no one was there to support me. I have just escaped this situation however the regret for it all still remains. I honestly feel stupid. How do I heal my relationship with finances as well as forgive myself for all I gave? — Signed, The Gener

You have been taking out high-interest emotional loans just to sit in the same room as people who were never going to give you a return on that investment. And the reason you keep choosing them is not because you are broken. It is because they are the only ones who will accept your currency. A person who truly knows their own worth cannot be bought. They will not let you bankroll your way into their heart.

I'm going back and forth with my faith, sowing seeds of doubt and reaping the harvest of a false life that will not end well, because spiritually I am not grounded. I have allowed myself to believe that as long as I show up every day for this false life I can turn it around — but I am realizing more and more every day that it is harder and harder to achieve what I actually want for my life. I am looking for the event.

I have always overindulged in the here and now and never really cared about the consequences of my choices. Over time I have seen that I created havoc in the lives of family members, friends, and others. I am older now and I am reaping the harvest of my poor decisions and the consequences of neglecting my personal growth. How do I, at my age, blaze a new path when I have no inspiration or direction?

I come from a family who has always experienced financial instability. My great-great-grandmother grew up in poverty. She then had my great-grandmother who grew up in poverty, and then she had my grandmother who grew up in poverty, and my grandmother had my mother and they also grew up in poverty. I have now joined a union, a lovely relationship where my partner is very free-flowing and financially, emotionally, and mentally healthy, but I struggle with a poor person's mindse

I noticed something scary. I made a resolution to fix my finances and relationships, but I realized I’m doing exactly what my mother did at my age. I feel like I’m stuck in a loop. How do I stop this ‘New Year, Same Struggle’ cycle so I don’t pass it to my kids. Am I Repeating My Mother's Patterns? — Breaking the Chain

I grew up in a single-parent household, watching my mother carry more weight than one person should. She worked tirelessly to provide for me and my baby brother, and because of that, I had to grow up fast. I never had that steady presence of a father to tell me I was enough, to affirm me, to model what love from a man should look like. Because of that, I went searching for it. I gave my love away too easily, thinking if I could just be enough for someone, they wouldn’t leave

I’ve lived much of my life by someone else’s standards and rules. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been doing what was expected of me—pleasing my family, following the advice of teachers, and walking the straight line that seemed safest. Now I am 25, fresh out of college, and looking at the world with new eyes. The degree I worked so hard for is solid, practical, and secure. It promises stability, a steady paycheck, and a path that many people would consider “successful.”

I am doing everything I am supposed to do — paying my bills, showing up for work, trying to build something for myself. But no matter how hard I try, it feels like I am one unexpected expense away from losing everything. The fear is constant. My mind won't stop running through worst case scenarios and my spirit feels like it's shrinking under the weight of just trying to survive.

I spent New Year’s Eve setting my intentions. My 2026 vision board is full of affirmations, career goals, and everything I say I want. But honestly? I still feel stuck—like I’m dragging last year’s weight behind me. Why does it feel like I can’t start fresh, even when I want to? — Signed, Trying But Tired