I’m happily poor. I was rich and everyone expected so much from M-E and now that I’m poor nearly nothing. Any little thing I do is a big deal while in the past nothing was enough. The little I have tastes so much better then the Prime Cut I could have everyday. Now instead of tirelessly driving back and forth to work day in and day if I decide to work that’s okay and if not that’s fine as well. I’ve given so much in my former life that I’m happy to be on the taking side now. Sleeping late, drinking when I want and living for the moment is all in my pocketbook even if it’s filled with a few pennies. It’s great to be able to blame my parents, businesses and the deep state for my condition rather then look at a broken mirror. Poverty isn’t as bad as they make it out to be especially when I didn’t appreciate the flip side.
FOOTNOTE- Not a perspective I hold but others happily walk this path.