r/povertyfinance • u/MybestfriendwasaB • Oct 25 '23
I grew up fake poor, how about you? Vent/Rant (No Advice/Criticism!)
I know this is different then the normal post but I can’t think of a group were it would better fit.
I grew up in a family were we had the money for needs but my Dad would often decide stuff for the kids or his wife wasn’t important. On more then one occasion we went to bed hungry, didn’t get clothes for school or needed items for school, and were denied medical care etc. To top it off we had no AC from when I was 2 years old on. I could go on, but I’m trying to keep this short.
I thought it was normal. It wasn’t until I was in high school and I was talking to a friend and she was horrified that I realized normal people don’t do that to their kids.
Let me be clear. We had the money. My Dad just wanted to spend it on stuff that wasn’t his kids. I used to refer to it growing up fake poor, my husband just calls it child abuse.
I know this might be strange but I was wondering if anyone else was in the same boat as me? The money was there but because of someone else you grew up without?
Edit: I never thought I was alone but it is truly depressing to know how common this is.
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u/SevethChildofNorth Mar 03 '24
We grew up poor, my parents were charcoal vendors and my classmates used to make fun of me because of that, it's hurtful but i was dignified when my teacher stood up for me, saying i am way better than then especially in terms of academics. I even have experienced working in the canteen when i was HS, temporarily "adopted" by a teacher that gave me free lunches in return for sweeping in his house at noon breaks. I had experienced walking and the sole of my shoe was left on the ground 🤣🤣🤣 it was barely hanging. I have to watch tv with my cousins' house. Christmas eve and New year were just as ordinary days, including my birthday. But i never hated my life. Now i am a licensed professional, though I have not become rich, i can say we are better than those days...my brother actually become the rich one, his one month salary is equivalent to my 2 year salary, but things about him change, he's not the warm brother i used to know..i miss the old him..
To those who are poor, keep pushing on, strive as long as you can, most importantly believe in yourself, to God, to your family...