When you’re broke and tired of everything being so stressful, you really think that life with be ‘all better’ once you have money and things. It’s not. You just find more reasons to be stressed out. I have the money I need, the things I want, the home I’ve always wanted. Now, I get worked up about whether or not the neighbors like me, if i’ll impress people with the foods I prepare for them when they visit, if my kids are partaking in the right classes/activities to do well long term.

Sometimes I wish we were ‘just poor’ again.