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I pay off my law school debt. $50,000 I convinced myself I’d never pay. Delaying payments, skirting responsibility, playing the system drip by drip. Revenge for the wrought of a useless piece of paper. Scammed into spending money I didn’t have on an education I didn’t need. That was my justification anyway. A middle finger to the five years that was stolen from me. “Fuck the system that fucked me.” Yet, the animosity towards the university-government complex was costing me far more than the debt that I owed. I was paying interest on this law degree without knowing; mainly spiritually. Every moment I blamed the system, every moment my interest payments increased. The toll was heavier than I could ever imagine. One day it hit me. Education is found in the place where you want to look the least. My education was not legal per se. My education was more divine. Until I owned every inch of my life and my choices, then education would allude me. Even if the lesson of law school had nothing to do with the thing that I studied. Or maybe it did. I gave my word to pay the hefty price tag, so paying my debt is what I will do. Whether I like it, or not. Because on the other side of a clean sleight is where victimhood ends and education begins.

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