There are times when I have to take a breath, look at myself in the mirror and marvel at how far I’ve come.

This isn’t ego, it’s just that there was a time in my life when the mere thought of checking my bank account would bring me close to tears and crippled with anxiety.

I couldn’t discuss money openly and freely the way I do now. And going to the bank meant spending a few minutes dealing with panic attacks.

I had a very real fear of checking my bank account and seeing my bank balance.

And this fear left me feeling ashamed.