It isn’t just poor people’s lives which differ from rich people’s lives – it’s poor people’s thoughts that differ from everyone else’s.
Being poor is hard work. And it’s a hell of a mind game.
I grew up with my brother in a working-class home headed up by a single mother. We were rich in love and support and – because of Mom’s passion for baking – cheesecake.
But we were not rich in money.
Watching my mother struggle to make ends meet fundamentally changed my relationship to money, even to this day.