This is what I can tell you: money is the evil that we humans have brought upon ourselves.

I've had money to spend, and I've been homeless. I've had to steal food to have a meal. Not just once, mutiple times. I've sat in a strange house while pregnant, listening to someone tell me that they will happily throw me in the street without a second thought for some minor transgression. I have walked the streets for hours trying to figure out how to get diapers and food. I've worked my butt off to make sure I don't have to do that ever again.

Money comes and money goes. It's one of those things that even if you have a lot of it, you still feel you don't have enough. There's always more. It's like infinity. You can always add one.

What I've really learned is that money comes and money goes, but the people in your world can go and never come back. And more people may not come along to replace the ones you lose.

Money isn't a lion waiting in the bushes to tear your throat out. Sure, not having money can cause some big problems. But, if you have people that you can stick together with, you can survive those problems. That's the only reason I survived and still do. It's more important to figure out how to keep the people. My dad used to tell me I was an idiot for believing that having ones you love is more important than being a millionaire. I was naive when I said that, but I'm not naive any more. I've been through financial hell, I still live paycheck to paycheck. But I would rather have that than lose my family.

All of my inheritance is gone. My ex stole it. But, I also never loved him. So, in the end we both used each other in our own ways. But, I'm happier now even though I'm poor because I have my husband and my sons. So, it's the people and not the money.