So me was penniless since elementary school. I would have loved it so much to eat Pretzels and drink chocolate milk or capri-sun for like 2 EUR in total and I was like 10 years old. Especially at that time growing up food and hydration is vital for school performance. But that didn't happen. When I asked my parents for money so I can buy something to eat and drink in school I almost always got the same response "We have no money". Over time as I got the same response over and over again so I stopped asking altogether because it's futile. All that while the other kids got new clothes, phones, clocks, shoes, perfume, you name it. I didn't have any of that.
And so was born my "greed" and the never-ending obsession over money and my focus never leaving the money. You know what they say: Old habits die hard.
Fast forward 16 years later. I make my own money. My expenses (rent, bills, food, shopping, a few hobbies) are well below my salary. 16 years it took for me to crawl out of poverty into a milestone, that is a literal living standard in Europe/America. 16 years to break a tremendously annoying cycle, that is much easier to get into than out of. But you can't blame me because money gave me what the family could not and even much more than just necessities and resolving my medical conditions.
I'm about to collect a lot of hate and disagreements with the following but I subscribe to Solomon's philosophy about money (i'll get there in a moment). I'll explain with a real world practice:
Girls, that aren't gold diggers keep insisting, that money isn't what attracts them to men or their boyfriend, husband, whatsoever. As they say it's something other than the money. These criteria have been mentioned more than enough to go through them all (including but not limited to looks, confidence, being fun and making her laugh, how he pulls his own weight in life, muscles, intelligence...).
But the truth is the following:
Dating wise the penniless 18 year old me would be no match for the 18 year old Alexander, whose parents are middle class.
You see our hypothetical Alexander can afford adequate clothes, cologne, breath refreshing spray, a styled haircut and can pay for the girls ice cream and take her out and also some rubber.
The penniless 18 year old me was stuck with the same old outfit I went to school with, no money for new clothes or cologne or minty chewing gum or to groom myself or for some basic beauty products. Needless to mention not even being able to afford lemonade for myself. All I had was my pure devotion to make my own money and as much of it as I can so that I can end this madness of pennilessness.
I don't blame anybody here but you can clearly see, that money enables it all. Therefore as Solomon has said:
I'd like to see that written on my gravestone.