An upsetting number of women know next to nothing about money. Up until very recently, Angela Meyer was one of those women. Now she’s getting money savvy and making up for lost time.
I spent countless hours berating myself for being so useless.
How could I know all the lyrics to Meatloaf’s Bat Out of Hell album and next to nothing about how to manage my money? Was it because I only got a C-in School C maths? Was it the patriarchy pigeonholing women to identify as spenders rather than savers? Could it be intergenerational trauma from my family’s difficulties with money? Was I just not cut out to understand the men in the grey suits and all their financial jargon? What the heck was the shortcut to wealth? And, why did I feel like vomiting every time I thought about money?
I was in the dark. Locked out of that “white man’s magic” – theboys’ clubofinvesting, stocks, ETF, PIE, DCA etc.
“WTF” is what I thought.
We all have our own money story, and mine, while stacked with many of the tick
