I come from a fairly rich family. Raised traveling the world, had a couple of maids, promised a car when I got to be sixteen, credit card at twelve, and all that you could ever want.
When I left home, I left all of it behind. I lived on the streets, with friends and such, until I could get my feet under me, get a job, my HS diploma, and finally a place to live. Why did I do it? Happiness. I hated who I had to pretend to be to live with the money- it was not worth it to me.
Eight- almost nine years later, I have an apartment of my own, have a car (no more public transportation
), and a fairly good job. Education is important to me- always has been. Thankfully I have money enough to pay my bills, have a movie ticket and things like that once in a while is what I want and need.
If you think you need money to be happy (in my experience) it’s not worth the trouble. I could call my family now and denounce who I truly am and be living high on the hog, but I would be terribly unhappy.
If its money you want then go to school, talk to the unemployment department and find out what you need to do to get into a higher paying job. Speak to the counselors at the JC nearest to you. Find something you like to do and figure out how to make money at it. Most of all- be true to yourself, and happy with who you are, it is so much more important then millions of dollars.
