For years I've been in and out of debt, paycheck to paycheck, and my whole life was focused on survival, just getting by.
My dead grandparents' house just sold—they weren't rich or anything, but they didn't have many descendants surviving so like a fifth of the money is filtering down to me sometime in the next year (?). The instant I got the email about it, it was like a door opened in my brain and all these fantasies and dreams I'd pushed down over the years started coming back. Opening an infoshop/third space, finding a place to live, all of it suddenly popped back into my brain like I'd never repressed it.
I'm happy to have hope again, but angry and sad that I live in such a paycheck to paycheck lifestyle that I'd forgotten that I was a human being with my own goals and wants.