I know a man (married with children) who struck good with a business that enabled him to purchase huge mansion, pool, multiple foreign autos, vacations, and luxurious amenities all around. On the surface, he is king of the world.
In reality, he and the entire family are at wits end. He called my friend last December to apologize for not having the extra cash enough to purchase a Christmas present for the new baby nephew. Couldn’t buy a gift for a baby because he was expecting a massive spring pool cleaning bill.
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I know woman who lives in a mansion and drives anything she wants a month at a time before trading it in for the newest latest greatest auto toy. She complains at every opportunity about how expensive “the little people” are for her styling and personal shopping. She is a terror to her employees, to the point of psychological abuse, and always finds a clever way of shortchanging their yearly bonus… just before leaving on vacation.
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I know a woman who lives in the best part of town and sends her children to private school. She wants for nothing. But it’s a struggle being in her presence because she constantly makes shit talk about people’s bad teeth and crooked noses. “Why don’t they take care of that”?.
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All of my clients are multi millionaires.
A small percentage of them seem to be genuinely satisfied with life. Most act like buddies when they need me. Most never act like real lifelong trustworthy friends. Some have.
Being rich makes you feel smarter and better than the rest of the world, and that feels good.
I don’t want to ever feel like that. Shamefully though, at times, I have. Even in times of financial struggle. But I was younger then. So I don’t necessarily think it’s a “rich” person thing.