I really was an adult before I realized I grew up poor. My dad convinced me at a very young age how lucky I was to live in America. All the poor kids lived in China or India.
My older sister always felt intimidated by people with more money than us. It wasn’t until she was in her 40’s that she got over it.
I never let anyone intimidate me because of their wealth. I don’t know if it was my dad ( He died when I was 10) or if I just had a different personality.
I think poverty is an attitude. Like dad always said, “I may be broke, but I’ve never been poor.”