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Flashback: In 2005, my mother and i were in a wreck with a semi truck. 4 years later, to the day, we finally got the settlement, well, settled.
I now a a trust fund with my “starving artist fund”, as zoe has tagged it, that is entirely my money. I will get it when i turn 18. It feels so odd being a “trust fund baby”, though thats not entirely what it is, since its not loaded with millions of mommy and daddys money. However, the feeling is still odd.
We are incredibly lucky to have walked away from the wreck, and after four years worth of legal battle, we can finally let the past be the past, no longer be stuck in the middle of it, reminded with ever letter, every meeting, every moment of stress related to that incident. Its over now. We can let it rest.
