Rich Bitch
When my husband and I moved into a large house I struggled with guilt. Is this a responsible thing to do? Will we be using more than our share of utilities, water, resources? Never mind that the house is more energy efficient or that we have a studio in which to follow our hearts' desires, or that I will share it with other people, I still wanted to know: Is it okay to make this move?
Finally I made a mask I named Rich Bitch, because that is what I felt like. She gave me permission to acknowledge my greedy self and to enjoy the new place.
She says:
“I know this house is too big and I am a greedy American, but I want what I want. I like big space and comfort and I don't want to change. Besides it was already built and someone was going to live here, so why not me?”
