The Financial Upbringing of Site Members

Grew up as a poor hillbilly when I was a kid with my parents.

Still poor, but now I live with my uncle and I'm self-employed (but it's seasonal work)

It could be better, but it could be worse too.

Currently making plans to get a vocational education next year so I can improve my chances of making more money and being more self-sufficient.
 
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I'm from a low class family. Growing up we fluctuated economically but we were never above right at the poverty line. At the best of times we had a properly insulated rental home and a functioning car that was a decade or two old with a home cooked meal every night. At the worst of times we were homeless living out of a broke down 1972 Plymouth Satellite and eating out of restaurant dumpsters.

I'll avoid going into power level territory and just say that I've fared much better in adulthood than I did during my upbringing. I'm not fortunate enough to be able to live in a wonderful clean community free of cultural enrichment, but I live comfortably enough.
 
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Grew up working class, thinking we were middle class because we weren't on welfare or living in "the buildings". Some of my family has quite a bit of money, so that might have skewed my thoughts on that matter too.

Still working class, but comfortable. I've lived in a place the size of a jail cell with a shared bathroom, warehouse room with shared bathroom, shared 4 story apartment, and some other *interesting* living setups. Now I just share a 2 story house with my husband and [redacted relative] and a fuckass who rents out the basement who was supposed to move out months ago.

Have some money put aside and still saving and planning on buying a small plot of land to build a house on. I wouldn't buy a condo or attached house, even if it ended up being cheaper.
 
I'm basically upper middle class but my family have lived and socialized with almost all classes from blue collar workers to rich people, which gives a lot of perspectives and points of view.
 
I grew up striving, upwardly-mobile middle class, but had some relatives with a lot of money, and a lot of others who were straight-up white trash. Family reunions were really interesting, to say the least.

The white trash relatives were way more fun, and I learned a lot of useful shit from them, and by all appearances that's the direction I've drifted in as an adult.

But I learned a lot of useful shit from the relatives who had money, too, so if you were to look at me, look at my educational and career history, look at my crapshack of a house and the kind of lifestyle I lead, look at the patched-together way I make a living, and then look at a financial statement with my net worth, you'd probably get whiplash from doing such a hard double-take.

I'm like a super-stealth-ninja wealthy person. Hardly anybody knows I have any money at all, and I like it that way.
 
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In live in a mansion by the sea with a maid, a cook and the skeleton of a British aviator from WWII in a closet somewhere.
 
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My life is like a bad comedy movie in that every 4-6 years my partner and I end up moving to a new home usually across at least one state, each time being "the one that's going to be permanent this time". For one reason or another, and in increasingly strange ways, this is never the case.

I swear we aren't doing anything illegal.
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Grew up poor and hungry. I had a Scarlett O’Hara moment as a teen wherein I declared I would “never live in a trailer home again” and have thus far been successful. According to income charts I’m in the 7%
 
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I don't live anywhere. I've been dead for a very long time.
 
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