Were You Born Into Wealth Or Poverty?

Born upper-middle class. Dad owned a tile company.

Parents got divorced at 7. Stuck with my mom and never saw my dad again.

Reverted to dirt poor.  Had to live at my grandpa's house until I was 18 because my mom made less that $30K/year.

Continued being dirt poor.

Currently lower-middle class.  Just recently graduated, working my first job as a registered nurse.

Doing alright, I reckon.
 
My situation was crazy. Moms was dirt poor and so was that whole side of the family. My pops was well off and that whole side of the family were 6figure people. I stayed with my moms until I was 14/15 so I grew up in the 9 people to a 2 BDRM crib in the hood. I remember moms got her first car when I was in the 4th grade, A raggedy 92 grand(yr was 99 I think) Prix but we thought we were on. I go from that then on weekends my pops had a 99 expidition rims sounds etc. So I seen both sides but grew up on the poverty end and I'm glad I did because it made me never want to be broke again. I'll be damned if I go back to catching buses and 4 family flats in the hood. My son got it so easy man, Lil ***** got the most tricked out room ever, when I was his age me and my sister shared a twin sized mattress on the floor next to moms bed.
 
Poverty/middle class if you can call it that[emoji]128512[/emoji]
Single mom moved us from Fillmore to Houston.
Grew up in some rough areas(Southpark/Sunnyside,West Bellfort,Beechnut,Spice Lane) but she always made sure I had food,shelter and clothes.
Pops did nothing for me but random birthday gifts[emoji]128512[/emoji]
He lives out in Sac-town(he always had the eye for luxury but he's not doing as good as he once was).
So a lot of things about money management, etc I had to read and learn on my own.
Have a nice three bedroom home in a modest part of Sugar Land with a wife and daughter now. Like someone said your circumstances don't define your end results.
Moms is retired and living comfortably now(still likes to work though as a crossing guarding[emoji]128512[/emoji]). She didn't want to be those retirees with nothing to do.
Life's good.
Blessings on Blessings..
 
Working class. Not rich but not poor. Didn't always have the freshest stuff but my belly was full.
 
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Born in a poor house, poor hood, from rich hearted mom and dad.
 
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I grew up in a 3rd world country. I'll leave you to figure out the rest, as it relates to the OP.




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not rich but not poor, my mom always worked hard my brothers and I always had what we need and pretty much all we wanted

we didn't grow up in the best neighborhoods but she always made sure we didn't get into running the streets
 
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born to single mom on welfare, saw her get beat once really bad by one of her boyfriends.

section 8 apartment, mom never worked, why work when you can get a check for just having a kid.

mom partied alot, she didnt do drugs but her friends did..

found coke and other fun stuff at home when i was younger.

syringes all around where we played outside, we lived in calexico, on mexicos side is mexicali.

there's people we know that have lived in those apts for over 30 years now..

my mom got with some white dude who was full of crap, we moved to georgia and then just floated below middle class.

i started working when i was 17 and just never looked back, started making pizzas now i work in audio/visual.
 
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Middle class. Grew up with both parents. My moms a stay at home wife. My dad supported a family of 5 on his own. We took vacations and my dads a homeowner.
 
Id say I was born lower middle class back in Colombia, my moms was very poor, working to maintain my gmom and uncles since she was 12, my dad wasn't rich but was well off, lived in a nicer town, big family, parents owned their house....they both worked in an ice cream factory and were happy....I was 14 months when they bought a house, 1 week later he was hit by a car, 1 month later on Father's Day (will be 31 years this weekend) he passed....that threw our lives for a curve into a downhill spiral, my mom couldn't bare so she let my gmom raise me while she came to the U.S. Illegally looking for a better life for us all, I didn't see my mom again till I was 10, we lived back in Colombia not poor but far from comfortable, is hard to gauge poverty in a third world country...I feel almost everyone is poor by U.S. Standards...lol

Mom hustled, made money, got papers and brought me here at the age of 10....she stopped hustling which was tough because she went from easy money back then, to working for chump change in a factory, but that's the example she wanted me to see....she gave it all to me, we lived in the hood, but I felt rich....living part of your childhood at an age when you can comprehend things around you in another county, let's you grasp how good you actually have it here.

Anyways now I help her out, I have a career, make enough so that my wife doesn't have to work and we live good.
 
middle class for me. not lower middle or higher middle... just middle-middle class.
 
I was born into a hard working, blue collar family. Parents never put an emphasis on money.

I/t made me work hard so I could someday live up to my family's name and be better than my amazing old man.
 
3rd born from 2 illegal immigrants.

Pops was a bartender and Moms stayed at home and raised us 3.

Started life out pretty poor with 5 living in a 2 bedroom apartment in Braeswood/Sharpstown, SW Houston.

Moms eventually started working once we were old enough to watch ourselves.

Saw my parents slowly move up in the world as I grew, eventually moving into a 3 bedroom house in Alief.

Now with all 3 kids done with college and out of the house, parents would be sitting at middle class.

Both have filed for bankruptcy in the past few years (pops was trying to do too much by himself, and moms was sued after a wreck by the party at fault :smh:)

Never had the stuff other kids had, but we never went hungry.
 
Don't confuse having money (being rich) with wealth. Money is just a claim on wealth, a lot of ball players are rich but have no wealth (hard investments such as land, gold and silver). You can lose your riches easily.
 
Staright hood.

My moms lived with her parents when I was born. Parents moved into a shotgun together.

Folks aint get straight till my pops joined the military when I was 4.
 
I didnt grow up rich and i didnt grow up poor. My parents made a decent living and i have everything i wanted as a kid and it made me grow up to be the little spoiled **** i am today just kidding even though i had everything my parents taught me the importance of hard work 
 
Was born in poverty, dad burnt off so mom was workin hard.

She got wit my stepdad when i was very young, they worked hard but we were still in the hood,

In my teens id say they were middle class, we had a 2 story home, now they live next to white folk. No more ghetto birds and cops throwin you on a hot *** hood
 
Born into a poor family, lived in the hood until I was 11. Pops worked factory jobs until he got a city job. Now we're middle class. I have a good full time job and while I don't make a killing I'm in a great spot to make even more moves.
 
Middle class, but lived in a good neighborhood (school-wise mainly) by forgoing things other families got
 
Don't know who my father is. Was born into this world to a mother addicted to heroin. Had to be weened off heroin straight from birth. Didn't live with my mom long before social services took me away. Got adopted into a not so well off white family. Lived off foodstamps growing up. Made it through life with clothes on my back and food in my belly that's all that matters haha
 
I was born into both kinda...

Pops came from Jamaica from an upper class family.

Mom dukes family situation was all messed up.

Lived in murky areas with mom, spent summers in Jamaica by the pool..

And to be honest, it was probably the best thing that could happen for me. Struggling taught me how precious the small things can be, while seeing my father's side helped me realize how much more there is in the world.
 
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