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Entries this day: ISIS ISIS 10:41am JST Tuesday 7 October 2008 (day 14076) At the end, I paid 1000 yen (not worth her time), saying, "I hope this is the last time to pay you a small amount," because of our arrangement that I "pay what I can, (so long as it's not just coins)" and she laughed a bit like, "wow!" I sensed I was making a mistake. After a moment, Helma said, "Well, I must say I felt some anger when I heard you went to the angelic workshop for 30,000 yen, and I get almost nothing." She spoke clearly, and spoke without expressing anger. Fuck. She's right. And I know she's right. I wanted to make it right, but I only have 3000 more yen in my wallet until Friday. Oh wait, I have 7000 yen in the bank to last me until next payday, which used to be far away, but now is in just a few days, so 7000 yen is plenty. I gave her the rest that I had in my wallet, while telling her I can get an advance from work. WTF did I lie to her, I don't know, but I didn't say that the money would be from my bank account, my little emergency fund to last until next payday. "But you need to eat," she started, but I said, "I can get money, and I have food in my bag; I'll be okay." I felt sadness, and stood there feeling the emotion. "I feel sad to pay you so much money when I don't value myself to make the same amount of money per time spent; why can't I be worth that much money? I don't know what to do (what does that mean?) ..." "Well," she offered, "I spend more time than just when you're here..." and she approached to give me a hug. "Really? I didn't know that." "I didn't tell you." In the middle of our hug, I said, "Thank you for being someone I can trust. Cause there are some people (e.g. Nobue Yazawa) who I can't trust. I want to be someone who you can trust. I want to pay you at least 5000 yen per session, and I want to come once per week..." "Wow!" "if that works for you; I don't know." "Yeah; it's great. I'm happy you want to do the work." permalink |