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People Who Come From Low-Income Families Reveal What 30 Things They Considered An Absolute Luxury
Money doesn’t buy happiness, but having money can certainly make life easier. While some people are concerned about saving up for a lavish summer vacation, others just want to buy groceries and pay medical bills without risking being unable to pay rent. This week, Reddit user ConAir161057 reached out to Ask Reddit to hear what people who grew up without much money consider luxuries. We’ve gathered some of the most eye-opening responses for you to read below, some of which are great reminders to never take what we have for granted. Don’t forget to upvote the answers you found most powerful, then let us know in the comments what little things feel like luxuries to you.
Then if you’re interested in another piece featuring people from humble backgrounds, check out this Bored Panda article next.
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During the first few years of our marriage, my wife and I combined, made about 17k per year. It was ROUGH.
Now we make just over 100k per year, and I still stop once and a while and think to myself "Wow, when was the last time I even had to check our balance to make sure we could buy groceries? This is AWESOME!"
Just the little things of not having to worry or double check before you pay for normal purchases is SOOO much better. 'Money doesn't buy happiness'? Yes, Yes it does. You've just never been truly poor if you think it doesn't.
While money can’t technically buy happiness, it can buy many things that make our lives easier. Money buys us full stomachs, which allow our bodies to function properly and avoid feeling like we're in survival mode. Enough money allows us to nourish our bodies with fresh produce and healthy foods to keep ourselves in tip top shape and at minimal risk of health issues. Money buys us shelter and warmth, and therefore comfort. Money buys us experiences that add to our quality of life, like going out to see a movie or being able to take a vacation. Money buys us help when we need it, whether it’s a tutor so our kids can ace their SATs or therapy to keep our mental health in check. Money buys us vehicles and thus the freedom to get around. Money buys us resources.
In 2010, a Princeton study reported that money can buy us happiness up to a point. The researchers concluded that people are happier the more money they make, until their income reaches $75,000 a year. After that, there’s no significant increase in happiness levels. The topic is a bit more complicated than that, however, because more money did appear to buy more life satisfaction.
After growing up in a home where every unexpected problem was a financial emergency, my idea of wealthy became "I just want enough money that if something breaks I don't get anxiety about how to deal with it."
This was by stages for me. At the beginning it's about rednecking something broken as cheaply as possible. And then eventually get it somewhat fixed and call it being temperamental. After decades of making do, these days I can afford to deal with it, if only I can find the time.
If your first thought is that life satisfaction and happiness sound synonymous, I would have to agree. The difference is specified by the researchers in the original study noting that well-being can be broken down into two aspects: emotional well-being and life evaluation. Emotional well-being focuses on “the emotional quality of an individual’s everyday experience” while life evaluation “refers to the thoughts that people have about their life”. Happiness is about how you feel while life satisfaction is about what you think. According to the study, happiness is not likely to increase even if someone’s salary is well above $75,000 a year (also keep in mind, that amount in 2010 would be about $100,000 today), but life satisfaction can continue to increase with higher income levels.
Towels. Honestly, I was almost 10
When I realized people didn’t just put back on their dirty clothes after a shower because my family was so large (12 kids total including myself) and extremely poor. I thought towels were just for hotels or were maybe a prop on television. I went to a friends house and she asked for my help folding her towels. I remember laughing and thinking she must be rich. Long story short, I wasn’t sure which way to fold the towels, and begged my mom to buy them after I revealed that my friend, Simone, had them. She bought a box of used ones from a local auction and I walked around with them on my head feeling like a frigging empress after that, even though—-let’s be clear…these were second hand towels! 😂
saving the life of a pet because i could afford to pay the vet
More recently, however, a 2021 study challenged the 2010 idea that happiness related to income reaches a cap. In fact, this study found that “there was no evidence for an experienced well-being plateau above $75,000 [a year]”, and “no evidence of an income threshold at which experienced and evaluative well-being diverged, suggesting that higher incomes are associated with both feeling better day-to-day and being more satisfied with life overall”.
A review of this study by Giving What We Can also addresses the concern that happiness is probably also determined by what you’re spending your money on. It’s recommended to be a conscious purchaser, spending less money on material items and more money on enriching experiences. It also may be beneficial to "buy many small pleasures rather than few large ones". The review warns readers to be cognizant of how purchases affect them and to “pay close attention to the happiness of others”. If you're purchasing an expensive car because you don't like comparing your 2005 Honda Accord to you're neighbor's new BMW, you probably won't feel satisfied after your purchase. But if you splurge on a month-long trip to New Zealand experiencing a new culture and exploring the country's nature, your happiness actually might be increased.
Just getting some god dang crafts, man. I was the kid you could entertain the rest of the night with popsicle sticks, glitter, and glue. You know what I never got to do? Crafts, because the only popsicle sticks we ever got were NONE, the glue was for school only ("don't let your friends borrow your glue/crayons/pencils we can't buy more 'til income tax!"), and glitter meant more electricity vacuuming it up.
I am now a grown woman with a craft room that sparkles like a dragon hoard. I make Martha Stewart weep
I have no income but anytime I get extra I go to the dollar store and get what I can for crafts for my grandson. He is the same way. He will spend hours making things with just a few items and popsicle sticks.
I am from a small island in the Pacific. While I mostly still take cold showers, I have always felt that a hot shower is the finest luxury one can experience. I had my first hot shower when I was 22 years old and I can never forget it.
Wow, thats sad. When we go camping we get to have warm showers thanks to the sun. We leave our big tub of water out in the sun all day so by the afternoon we get a warm shower. Could something like this not be done in areas without hot water access?
Some particularly cold individuals use the adage “money can’t buy you happiness” as an excuse to turn a blind eye to others in need. “Why give the homeless woman at the intersection a $20 bill? It won’t buy her happiness.” Or sometimes affluent individuals perpetuate the misconception that poor people are actually happier than the wealthy because money buys you problems. But as Borgen Magazine so kindly points out, “Even the World Happiness Index ranks the high-income countries as the happiest.” As of 2016, the “happiest” countries in the world were Denmark, Switzerland, Iceland, Norway and Finland. Meanwhile, countries at the bottom of the list included Afghanistan, Togo and Syria. While not everyone needs to live in a two-story home with a pool in the backyard, there’s no question that being able to afford basic necessities increases quality of life.
When I was able to afford pads or tampons. Growing up, I had to steal toilet paper from my school during my cycle.
$5 to spend at the book fair. I never let go of that one and now I send my kids off with $40 to spend at the book fair with the idea that my kids will walk out of there covered head to toe in book fair drip after telling their middle school crush "just get whatever you want, it's all on me."
I had a love/hate relationship with book fairs. I loved looking through all the new books, but knew I couldn't buy any. I remember coming up with excuses when other kids would ask me why I didn't buy anything. When my son was in school, I sent extra money with him, and told him he could buy a book or two for another kid, if they couldn't afford it.
Going to the grocery and feeling able to buy pretty much anything I want within reason.
I still compare cents differences in name brand vs. store brand vs. sale items; or do I really need this?
And mental acrobatics to figure out which is the best bang for your buck. Normal people would not get how we can do these calculations in our heads. When it's a matter of having enough money to eat or not, you better get good at running numbers.
Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs is a great example of how money contributes to our levels of happiness. While physiological needs are at the base level of the pyramid (including food, water, clothing, warmth and rest), money can actually solve most of those issues for us without a question. Rest can be a bit trickier because factors like insomnia and mental health issues can come into play. Or maybe a person’s job is inhibiting them from being able to get a proper night’s sleep, due to working overnight. But if someone needs medication to help them rest, that can be purchased. Or if a person's job isn’t allowing them time to sleep, they probably could avoid that problem if they made enough money to work less hours. Or they could take a lower-paying job with better hours, if they didn’t need to be so concerned about finances.
When my grandma would come pick me up and spoil me. My parents didn't have much money and were addicts so when my grandma would come get me I would come back with new clothes, video games, toys, etc. I used to think my grandma was rich but she actually just had a stable income.
And hopefully the parents didn't take the stuff and sell it to feed their addictions.
Getting new clothes at Christmas from relatives. I don't know if that is exactly a luxury or the kind of answer you are looking for, but we never had a lot of money when I was in middle school. I went an entire year wearing the same pants everyday. The funny thing was my parents didn't even buy them for me. I got them for Christmas from my Grandparents. All the kids use to give me so much s**t for wearing the same pants everyday. I always told them that I had 5 of the same pair which made me feel good inside and kind of made them ease off even though I know they didn't believe me.
I remember I fell on the school bus one day and the jagged floor cut a hole right in the knee cap and the panic that went over me was just insane. It was one of the worst feelings of my whole life because I knew that I didn't have any other pants to wear and that now all of the kids in my school were going to know that I only had 1 pair. Needless to say I could not wait for the last month of school to end.
Clothes for school. I shudder at the thought. I had zero friends going thru every school year because of the way I was dressed.
Summer camp, or basically any school trips that had to be paid for.
At my school the kids who couldn't afford to go on trips that happened during school hours still had to come to the school, we just sat in a room and did *extra work* like it was detention.
It didn't feel like detention to me. It was always the mean kids in the class that got to go on those long and/or expensive field trips, so I wouldn't have been having a good time if I went. Being at school with just a few other kids that weren't that much of a threat or were my friends was extra nice, like a vacation from social agony.
After physiological needs are met, we can begin to focus on security and safety. People deserve to experience “order, predictability and control in their lives”. This allows us to relax and avoid feeling constant stress. Safety needs are less about physical issues and more about emotional security, financial security, law and order, freedom from fear, social stability, health and wellbeing. Again, money can take care of many of these issues, providing us health insurance, financial stability and freedom from the fear that unexpected issues will plunge us into debt.
After our safety needs are met, we can start to think about love and belonging needs. These include social needs like acceptance, receiving and giving affection, intimacy, trust and love. At this point, money can no longer explicitly purchase any of these needs. But think about it this way: when you have enough money to enjoy free time and go out to social events, it’s much easier to make friends and build relationships. When we’re constantly working and trying to squeeze in rest, there is not much time for (or much time to even think about) satisfying social needs.
Drinking clean (and enough) water and just having a decent meal, not just a piece of dry bread and tea!
Yes, I come from Yemen, where we did not have a sufficient amount of water (for drinking or cleaning) and did not necessarily have three meals a day.
I remember that we would not have random plants in our garden to water, that would be a waste of water. If you watch Dune, we kinda had (and still have) a similar situation!
At the end of the season, sometimes the grocery store would have peck baskets of peaches on sale for a dime to clear them out before they went bad. And if Mom had a spare dime, she'd buy them and tell us to eat all we wanted - normally fruit was limited to one a day if there was any at all. Man, we'd hit those peaches like a plague of locusts.
Mom would buy bushels of peaches, sweet cherries, and pears that were grown locally. She would can them for winter use, but we could eat almost all we wanted. She kept us in line because she did not want us getting the runs from eating all of the fruit. What did not get canned as fruit got canned as jelly or peach butter. Mom would save the foam off of the jelly batches and make rolls so we could have the fresh jelly foam on rolls straight from the oven. That was heaven!
Grew up poor and when I was a kid I used to think you were rich if you had a dishwasher and a millionaire if you had one of those refrigerators that have a button for ice
McDonalds was also a luxury, a couple times a year on our birthdays
I still do my dishes by hand so lol. And I make ice with an ice tray. I guess after decades of living that way, I just can't be bothered with these "luxuries".
The fourth level of needs are esteem needs, including self-worth, accomplishment and respect. Maslow broke these down into two categories: esteem for oneself and the “desire for reputation or respect from others”. The latter, Maslow noted, is particularly important for children and adolescents. Again, these cannot be bought at a specific price, but keep in mind how respected people with money often are. It is seen as a great status symbol to have a significant source of income, and a certain level of respect can be built right into someone’s job title, if they are a surgeon or a CEO for example.
Lastly, we can’t forget self-actualization needs. These refer to the realization of a person’s potential, self-fulfillment, seeking personal growth and peak experiences. While pursuing these needs looks different from person to person, wealth can again be a contributing factor. If someone has an artistic passion, like painting or making music, money can buy unlimited resources to hone skills and hire proper instructors. If it’s therapy that will help someone feel fulfilled, that can be purchased too. While money cannot directly solve most of the needs on Maslow’s hierarchy, it certainly can make pursuing those needs easier.
Fast food.
New shoes.
If we ever ate meat. One of my brothers didn't recognize a pork chop at age 6-7. Asked my mom, 'Is this hard meat or easy meat?' He's 50 now and we still laugh about it.
Syrup instead of a few canned peach slices and some peach juice on our stack of pancakes.
Biggest treat?
BEAN BURRITO NIGHT
We got instant refried beans as a food commodity. Mom grew lettuce and tomato pot back. We would shred the government cheese. The treat was a pint of sour cream, and a jar of salsa. We would each take our turn at the table telling mom what we wanted on our burritos. (One brother only ate peanut butter and cheese burritos, and yes he did survive into adulthood).
Mom is almost 80 now, but as long as us kids cut up so the ingredients and pull up a chair for her she will still roll you a 'big fatty - her words. Cue mom getting wistful and reminding us, 'I was quite the roller in my day.' The 80's were good to her lolol
I was raised by parents who lived through some very tough times in the first half of the 20th century. Except for buying animal products and bulk veggies, my mom could make anything and taught us to do the same. She had an enormous garden that we helped with and learned from. She taught us to cook and sew. They both taught us to mend things and keep them up or do without. I am grateful that they passed those skills on.
Government cheese was the best! I’d pay 20 bucks for a brick of it right now. So much better than velvita!
Yes!!! Why did it taste so much better than anything you could buy?!? I would definitely slip my dude a 20 for a brick right now! 😂 But frfr
Load More Replies...The absolute best for making grilled cheese!!
Load More Replies...We ate fast food from Jack in the Box for a little while because my mom got a job "reviewing" their new meals-in-a-box. God, that was fancy! But yeah, fast food -- a bucket of chicken from KFC -- was for fancy family get togethers or a picnic. You didn't just... go get fast food when there is "plenty of food at home." (Anyone who's seen the old Eddie Murphy bit about Mom refusing to take him for fast food and insisting she'd make him a burger that's "better than McDonald's" knows.)
Green pepper burger and the wonder bread mixing with the ketchup to make pink dough!
Load More Replies...I didn’t have store meat until I had dinner at a friends house at age 16. I thought something was wrong with the meat. It was beef. Until then I had only had rabbit/ venison. We all got a good laugh!
Venison and rabbit are both awesome though! I'm in a mountain region where deer are over-running the place. In November, I bagged a nice one. And have a good amount of meat.(which I'm thankful for.) I'm not too much on the steaks but the sausage, tenderloins, chops and ground venison (for chili, etc) is the bomb!
Load More Replies...I remember the government cheese...we also got oatmeal and peanut butter, and I ate pounds of puffed wheat cereal because it was extremely cheap.
moms are great at this kind of stuff. my dad wouldn't pay child support but ever so often would bring over a case of something. sometimes tuna, veggies, and one time campbell's chicken noodle soup - that was when campbells was cheap. yes, we did have soup & toast for dinner a few times but mom was great at draining the noodles, making a gravy w/spices & veggies and topping off the few noodles that came in the cans.
I'm genuinely intrigued by "hard meat vs easy meat". Can you explain what that means? I grew up craving any protein I could get too. It was a rare luxury unless we went to my grandparents.
Yum, tomatoes !! Just planted some cherry tomatoes. Going to plant a couple others that are bigger. Can't wait to make salsa !!
I could make a joke about peanut butter & cheese & bodily functions here....
I would say tranquility and security. My parents had little money, same as I do now, and now I understand the huge work they did every day for me to feel safe and serene. Lacking money is s**t nowadays, having to check if that payment will come in on schedule or you'll be left with debts that month is the greatest s**t I can think of right now. This happened to my parents, too, but they always made it so it had no impact on our daily lives for me. It was just an act, of curse, but I will always appreciate the few years of serenity they gifted me with.
Awww this is the most positive thing I've read in a while. Far too many people associate poverty with bad parenting, but it's just not so! My parents were amazing, and my mom is a damn superhero. The fact that she raised 3 biological children and got stuck fostering multiple nephews & a BIL with NO HELP from anyone except my father is short of miraculous. She was a teen mom, so things were just difficult. Now I'm 39 and I take care of HER. She deserves nothing less.
While happiness may be too much for us to ask of money, our finances are tied to our mental well-being, according to Purdue University. In fact, a 2020 survey found that 73% of Americans rank finances as the number one stressor in their lives. This stress can manifest in physical symptoms as well, including anxiety, headaches, compromised immune systems, digestive issues, high blood pressure, muscle tension, depression and more. “Health issues then present increased medical expenses, which worsen already tight money situations,” Amanda Hathcock, an employee assistance counselor at the Center for Healthy Living, told Purdue. “It’s important for individuals to have support to help them process this cycle of overlapping stressors so they can hopefully slow the cycle and head in a new direction that leads to some relief.”
Going out for pizza was a big deal. Those free mini pizzas for reading books were huge.
Having the heating on. We used to go to bed in our sleeping bags in winter which was really cool back then, pretty depressing now
This will become a reality for a lot of families in The Netherlands. Yes, we are one of the richest countries in the world. But the current war in Ukraine has put gas prices through the roof, sometimes as much as 300%. And a whole lot of families simply won't be able to afford their gas bill.
Buying any kind of fruit I want at the grocery store.
Buying fresh produce, period. I didn't eat fresh veg until I was in my 20s, other than if we went out and got a salad. Sure, there were carrots or apples, but generally, having a supply of fruit and veg meant we had cans of peaches and peas from CostCo. People have no idea how expensive it is to eat even ONE fresh meal.
Harvard Business School has a piece on their blog addressing how money can not only buy us things, but it can also help us avoid things, like stress. It can make it much easier to solve everyday hassles, like what to eat for dinner or how to get to a party. There’s no hesitation to call an Uber or order takeout when you’re not living paycheck to paycheck. Don’t worry about waking up early to pack a sandwich to take to work with you if you can afford to buy a $12 salad at the cafe near your office. “If we only focus on the happiness that money can bring, I think we are missing something,” says Jon Jachimowicz, an assistant professor of business administration at Harvard Business School. “We also need to think about all of the worries that it can free us from.”
Going to someone's house when they had a sectional sofa. The pinnacle of luxury.
The concept of going to a restaurant and deciding on food you actually wanted, not just the cheapest thing on the menu, was wild and a hard lesson I still grapple with. Restaurants were special but my family did this odd thing where when we were expecting things to be extra tight for awhile we would go to a (cheap) restaurant as a kind of final hurrah before things got really bad for awhile. So I associated restaurants with sad/hard times coming, and would always order the cheapest thing to help save money. This extended to even a friend's family taking me out. Even now my partner asks me if the thing on the menu I chose was what I actually want or just the cheapest thing. They didn't grow up poor so they were very confused by some of my "odd" behaviors.
Dental and medical care. Dental insurance was a huge luxury. I didn't have an employer that offered that until I was in my late 20's. Needless to say, I spent a fortune on my teeth. I made sure my kids always had dental care from them on.
I still can only afford community dental, meaning you are on a low income health care card and only have to pay $30 per appointment, but the waiting list is massive.
In terms of solving the issue of wealth inequality in the United States, Jachimowicz acknowledges that there’s a long road ahead of us requiring systemic change. There’s an unfair stigma around being poor, and affluent people often have no idea how privileged they are, especially if they inherited wealth. “We have normalized this idea that when you are poor, it’s your fault and so you should be ashamed of it,” Jachimowicz notes. “At the same time, we’ve structured society in a way that makes it really hard on people who are poor.” He points out how difficult everyday tasks can be for those living in poverty, from relying on inaccessible and expensive public transit to being unable to afford daycare for their children so they can work. “People who are poor should feel like they have some control over their lives, too. Why is that a luxury we only afford to rich people?” Jachimowicz says. “We have to structure organizations and institutions to empower everyone.”
When I was broke I would take walks alot, usually at Daytona beach. I'd sometimes walk past some really nice looking restaurants and wish that were me sitting there eating delicious food.
16 years later now I do.
I bet the people who could always eat in the restaurants don't appreciate it like you do.
Going to a friend's house and seeing they had stairs. An upstairs bedroom? A downstairs basement area? I thought my friends were millionaires.
While being poor has made the people featured on this list more appreciative of the little things in life, it’s unfortunate that these luxuries couldn't be common occurrences in their lives. Being a person is stressful enough without having to worry about where your next meal is coming from or if your children can go on a school field trip. We all deserve so much more than having our basic needs met. We hope you enjoy reading the rest of this eye-opening list; then let us know in the comments what little things you’re grateful for that you’ll never take for granted.
Shoes that didn't come from the $2 aisle at K-Mart...once a year.
Christmas decorations. We used to just put tinsel on a fan and that was our tree
Going to a fair, a concert, or a similar event, and buying food. Unthinkable when I was a child. Clearly people go to the summer fair just to enjoy the aroma of fried dough.
I was lucky coz even though money was tight, we got to go to a fair every year. My dad used to work for Mitsibishi and every year they would have a Christmas fair for the workers and their families. We would get vouchers for a free ice cream, a free showbag when we visited Santa and a free ride/activity each. So it was a budget friendly family day out.
New clothes. Pretty much had to make everything last and while I'm not proud of it I did alot of shoplifting as young teen.
I always look back and think how I really lucked out that the "dirty punk" look was super in when I was a teen. I basically based my whole style around it and people thought I was just being fashionable but I was just really f*****g poor lmao.
Some of the most exciting times when I was a kid/teen were when I got a big bag of hand me down clothes from family friends.
A meal out in a restaurant (not even a fancy one).
My parents took advantage of the Kids eat free nights and we would just go to the local pub.
Being able to turn on the heat in the cold and pay a professional to fix damaged appliances, plumbing, and other issues
When our AC went out, my grandma would set up the fan, freeze a big block of ice, and then sit in front of the fan holding said block of ice. We'd put our pajamas in the freeze for an hour before bed. It is luxury beyond luxury to not have to "make do" with flushing the toilet for a couple weeks by pouring in buckets of water, or dealing with temps in the 90s by holding a block of ice in front of a fan.
We’re usually had a can of soup or beans or a slice of bread and spam for dinner. On payday mom would bring home one of those rotisserie chickens they sold at the grocery store. We were eating like the rich people. Fast food was still like eating at a restaurant to my mom and thus unaffordable.
I ate a lot of meals out of a can growing up. Beans, preserved fish, spam and the like. I still stock them. They lasts a long time and can be a quick meal when you just want to not be hungry.
Renting a VCR player for a special Saturday. You could watch a movie whenever you wanted, and *pause* it. And no commercials. I know, it sounds too good to be true. That's why it only happened a few times a year.
I asked if we could rent a VCR once (I think for my 15th birthday), so I could watch music videos. My stepfather screamed at me about the expense (four hundred dollars) and that I was a spoiled little b***h who would "bite the hand that fed" me. I got grounded for two weeks. Now, I sometimes just watch old 80s videos on YouTube for ages so that my inner 15 year old can enjoy herself.
A holiday. We never went anywhere when I was younger, but some of my friends did. Then when my mam got a job she told us we’d being going on holiday soon. 2 years later and we went to Wales on the ferry to some s**t hole, British holiday camp. It was the best f*****g holiday I’ve ever been on. We even had enough money to leave the camp and went to a restaurant in a nearby town and rode the miniature railway there. It really felt like we weren’t poor.
I also remember getting brand name trainers for the first time; what it felt like to own a VCR; having a car that didn’t need a push start and being able to go to the cinema. They were all HUGE luxuries.
I was just thinking about how in my youth even poor people went on vacation every once in a while. I lived with my mom til I was 12 we were poor. I moved in with my dad at 12 and he wasn’t poor( not rich either) ! I remember being at a store and asking my dad if I could have something. I can’t remember what it was but he was like “ how much is it” and I was like “$2.50”and he was like “sure get 10 of them !” That’s was cool !
Actual Nike shirts or shoes.. was drawing my own swoosh for years..
We would go to the movies from time to time, but we went to AMC once and the concrete/pavement outside the building had reflective specs in it.
Pair that with street lamps, and a darkening sky and I thought we made it.
Going to the theater itself is already a luxury. It's one of those things I could only do when I started earning enough and could "reward" myself.
New clothes! I always had hand-me-downs from our more affluent neighbors. But for my birthday, my grandparents would sometimes take me out to but a new outfit or new shoes. Always a fun adventure!
Also, going out to Friendly's. We got to do it once a year when report cards came in. :)
Twice a year we would go down to our local St Vinnies, second hand store. We would get shoes for school and school uniforms. And one other set of clothes and they had to laast.
Kraft Macaroni and Cheese as opposed to store brand. Soda out of a can. Any restaurant where you sit down and get a menu. Having the AC on in the car.
Drinking something other than tap water with a meal. Like juice or squash. We never, ever did this, and if I ever do it in adulthood it feels wildly luxurious - like, you already have the flavour from the food, why do you need flavour from the drink as well?
Butter on toast with sugar.
Also, getting to watch a late-night PBS movie WITH popcorn.
Having more than a five minute long shower. Five was the maximum like my dad would start banging on the door at 10 minutes he'd shut the hot water off.
My dad thought if the water was warm enough for him, it should be enough for us. Not because of costs but because of environment. But I always had difficulty washing the shampoo out of my hair (going down to my hips). I hated it. And I loved showering at my boyfriends. But I got to know that I'm able to only wash my hair every few weeks and I was the only teen to have no problem with the cold water at the public (outdoor) pool
I wasn’t able to afford avocados, now every-time I buy some I’m like ‘Wow that’s cool I can take that’. Like. Every. Time.
I grew up circa OG Cabbage Patch mania. Looking back there was never a more clearly demarcated line behind which the poor kids stood bystander. That line stuck with us right through 12th grade. The power behind that pre-insta phenomenon was unimaginable.
I grew up broke and am incredibly fortunate to have money as an adult. Meals out when I was a kid were huge, I think I only really remember three in my whole childhood, so as an adult who does largely whatever I like, going out to dinner still thrills me, always get dressed up, make the most of it etc.
A motel room. We stayed one night at the Pink Flamingo in Ocean City NJ and felt like millionaires
Cable. For 15 years my only South Park experience was on VHS tapes
We never had cable when I was growing up. My aunt and uncle had it I thought they where rich but have learned they just had all there peas in the pod and had a steady income
This is a weird one, but seasonings and spices in cooking. My mother raised me by herself so a lot of the time our meals were the bare minimum. Lots of cheap spaghetti and sauce. Her main priority was just feeding me. I didn't like meat until I made friends who would invite me over for dinner and I was able to experience seasonings.
Anything I could live without. Especially skincare. My skin has become amazing since I've had the disposable income to buy better products.
It still makes me feel bad though
As a European, vacation in a foreign country. Not overseas, just a different country, even neighboring. Also, staying at a hotel - I experienced that for the first time as a 16-year-old and felt like a VIP, not having to cook for yourself, getting to choose from a breakfast buffet, etc.
As for the vacation, my classmates went to Greece, Italy, Canary Islands, Turkey, Thailand, etc... while I went to my grandparents or stayed at a cheap rental apartment near the destination of our vacation (in our country).
Related to this, flying. I first flew when I was 21 and making money on my own.
Getting a one month RuneScape membership for my birthday once. Im still living on that high.
Reading these truly makes me realize how much I am able to give to my child that I take COMPLETELY for granted...and so thankful and grateful to have the opportunity to do so.
Toblerone chocolate
This reminds me of mine. Four our birthdays, we got to choose candy or a toy. Toys came from the donation/thrift stores, but I would always choose the toblerone bar because it looked the fanciest. I could show it off to friends and everyone was so happy to share and have a piece. Truly king for a day or those 30 seconds at the beginning of school. Even though I am way better off now, I still look forward most to my chocolate bar every year.
I will probably be downvoted for this... but I think some people don't know what poor is. Not being able to have an international vacation is not poor. It might be not rich, but it certainly does not mean you are poor. Same as buying brand name clothes and eating in restaurants.
I agree with you. There is so much we take for granted
Load More Replies...1. This made me sad. 2. I appreciate all my single mother has done for me my whole life. She even worked 7!!! Different jobs for my first year at college. Which most was covered with academic scholarships. 3. Whenever possible- I help anyone in need. I'm not super well-off by any means- but never been poor like some have. I ask my oldest all the time- if there's someone at school- or many- that could use help. Please get me a name- and I try to help out - whether it be food or clothing- or including them and their family for meals. Nothing in public- as I don't want to draw attention to any of it. But so many people have never been really poor- and my grandparents taught me to always help others whenever possible. I wish I could help more...
Ill always remember being in middle school or high school and getting the box of donated clothes delivered to our house (as we were the poorest at the school or something) and wearing a sweater from the box only to have one of the popular kids bring it up in front of everyone that I was wearing her free hand me downs... I still think about that sometimes
Oosh. That sucks. Kids can be very cruel because they just don't get it. 😔
Load More Replies...with a divorce mom with no child support being paid working at a job that paid around $8K per year in the 60s and raising three kids, we did without and learned how to make things go far. but, the one thing that was special was once in a while being able to get the hot school lunch. it was mostly brown bag for us with whatever we had available. so, when my kid was in school i made sure to put at least $50 each month on his account and tell him that he could buy lunch for someone without but to make it last. unfortunately, i also had to warn him about kids who might take advantage of his generosity which he found out about the hard way. in any case, i wanted to make sure that he could eat the school lunch or the a la carte menu as well as making sure anyone else who was hungry. the lunch ladies also noticed his generosity and made sure that he was "taken care of" if the balance wasn't enough for the day.
We struggled a lot when I was a kid. We lived with a family friend up until I was 8 years old, when we could finally afford our own place. I thought it was weird that our family friend wasn't moving with us, but my dad explained that we lived with him because he was nice enough to open his home to a struggling family of 5. I will always be appreciative and grateful for "Uncle" Don, may he rest in peace.
This made me reason how good my life is. My dad was raise my an abusive dad who some how died . He wasn’t well off and was a trouble maker because of this . His parents had to always buy him new glasses and 5 kids had to sleep in two rooms. They didn’t have nice stuff every thing was either pass me down or donated. Now my dad has enough money to only buy name brand stuff . Buy 50 dollar shorts. All Nike and Adidas shoes. Life is great and I know he is making sure me and my sister live the life he wished for.
My parents were frugal. We didn't run the air in the summer (in the South of all places) to save money. My mom bought five pairs of jeans every year before school started. I got two pairs of shoes every year. Buying stuff on a whim was unheard of in my house. My father (parents were divorced) was the one who bought all the early gaming consoles I owned. Now, as a parent myself, we try to make sure our son has what he wants but still be frugal ourselves.
Having a hamburguer with my mom once every two months, as a reward for getting good grades at basic school. Even today when I eat a hamburguer still remember my mom's expression. It was a mix between pride and sadness. Today, my greatest reward and the best thing in my life is taking my mom out for dinner, just because I feel like it.
I can think of so many things to answer this one. For me, it would be living in an actual house, with walls. Also, having a bathroom, with a toilet in it. My family (mom plus 5 kids under 8 years old) lived in a tent for some time, and we would use a potty. To take a "shower" (outside, mom or sister would hold a towel around us for privacy) we used a clean plastic bottle with some holes punched onto the cap. We would fill it with water and use it to shower. Also, having as much toilet paper, dental floss, toothpaste, shampoo, soap, pads... as I need. The same with food, clean water, school supplies, clothes and shoes, medicine... Basically, every basic thing. But mostly feeling safe and not worried about getting physically harmed. ♡
Poverty sucks, especially when eating or having a roof over your head are a struggle. It was just my mom and I. She worked in factories as a seamstress, but was laid off a lot. We moved constantly. I went to so many schools. We always lived in apartments. Sometimes I had my own room. Sometimes I slept with my mom. We never had a car, and seldom had a house phone. I was never hungry though, because my mom grew up during and after the depression, so she was determined that neither of us would be hungry. That might have resulted in utilities not being paid, or eviction notices, but we ate. For entertainment, we had board games, movie nights for $1, church, and walks through the park. It didn't really feel like poverty to me when I was a kid though I hated the constant moving and being the new kid in school once or twice a year, but looking back, I know that we were very poor financially, like so many people in our community.
We weren't well off when I grew up, but to my knowledge we didn't have to worry about food, clothes or a place to live so we were definitely doing okay. But the height of luxury for me now that I make a decent amount is to hire someone to do something I could do myself. Like washing windows or cleaning the old apartment after moving. There have of course been other things, most of them mentioned by others, but this feels so extravagant to me.
We were a lower middle class combination of rich/poor. My family scrimped and saved hard - hand me downs, spaghetti was a staple dinner, very rarely went out to eat, vacation was an annual camping trip … but … my parents sent my brother and I on the big school trip to DC, and we had family in California and Florida so we got to go to Disney for a day. We lived like we were poor in many ways but only so my parents could give us those luxuries.
This was my family too!! Also went to the Smithsonian museums. It's a small world. I'll always be grateful for those experiences and don't regret (now) that all of our clothes came from Goodwill (aka 'Mom's favorite store)
Load More Replies...My mom was super frugal, creative, and did her best to make sure our childhood was fun and rich in experiences. We went camping almost every summer, we had a dog and a cat, and we visited our extended family in the neighboring town pretty often. Although all of them were more well off than we were, I never felt deprived because Mom took such good care of us. I remember one time during her divorce from my step-dad she was feeling really down; one of the few times she struggled openly with her emotions. She walked with the three of us kids (now pre-teen and teenagers) downtown to Dairy Queen for a rare treat. She had us order first and she ordered last. Then she didn't have enough money so she took her ice cream order off and just bought for us kids. My heart broke for her. I offered to take mine off of the order or get something smaller so she could have hers, or to share mine with her, but she wouldn't hear of it.
I relate to this...it really sucks..u sound very kind and your mom sounds like an amazing lady too.
Load More Replies...Kindergarten. We barely had any money for groceries and food. I remember picking up those little food bank donation bags twice a week. We also went to this pay-what-you-can restaurant in town. This stayed the same until about 3rd or 4th grade. So nice food and groceries were a grand meal. And I will always remember the kind lady who used to slip me extra garlic bread at the pay-what-you-can.
My family financial situation went downhill since we lost our biggest source of income. I can't find a job because I'm disabled, I can't get disability support since in my country each person in your home needs to gain 1/4 of a minimal wage so that you can be allowed support. I'm not really poor because my lower middle class parents take care of me -still struggling in the end of the month - but I don't have a single buck to my name. Ever since I was a kid I fear starving to death after my parents die. Often the thought of not being able to afford something as meaningless as a 3 bucks chocolate bar can drive me sleepless for days, let alone more expensive and necessary things, which then causes me to get sick from stress and not sleeping which makes my family spend even more money they don't have in meds. It's a never-ending cycle of getting more and more sick because of not having the money to get treatment, or the capacity to do what everyone else does.
I feel you. We are struggeling too and all that stress leads to more depressing thoughts and sickness. I wish you all the best.
Load More Replies...Suddenly I realize how priviledged I was growing up. My biggest worry was having only 2 pieces of La Coste clothings. (It was in the 80’s). Damn.
I grew up in a house without central air and heating; I considered that very much a luxury that my family couldn't afford. I'm from Florida; no AC in Florida during the summer is not for the faint of heart.
There were several "milestones" that happened without me knowing struggling from barely treading water to living normal. The most glaring one is planning my meal budget down to the cent. The relieve from not having to do that, really frees up your mind. Without knowing it, eventually I didn't have to plan everything down to the dollar anymore. There is still planning involved, but minus a ton of stress. It is truly liberating. Took decades though.
My parents were poor when I was growing up, but others were worse off because we had my grandparent's help since, at the time, we were their only two, and we were spoiled rotten by them. When it came to school, my parents made sure to at least help the other kids in my and my sibling's classes who couldn't afford things within reason. This didn't start until I was in 1st when she realized kids were coming to school without crayons/pencils etc. and made the teacher give her the number of kids who needed school supplies or help to go on school trips or money for lunches.
A luxury would be not having to worry about food each time you ate something, if there will be enough food for everyone. :) I felt so guilty in the beginning when I went to visit my finances parents. "Are you sure I can eat this? Will there be enough for everyone? Are you sure?"
People, give your time yo helping others, kids, who have next to nothing, and horrible lives, but, there is love, and that is true value of human lives.
I wish we could get a positive spin on this topic. Being poor impacted my life a lot: yes there was negative, but there was so much more positive. One positive; It gave me great perspective on waste. Example: I use to be amazed at all my friends who had dishwashers. Like, wow! I couldn't wait till I was an adult and got one. Ugh, I hated having to wash dishes. 5 years into adulthood, I taped off the dishwasher with a do not use sign. It was just a waste. Between the extra detergents, taking care of the dishwasher, making sure that the scum didn't build up, still having to hand wash certain things, and then everyone else expecting someone else to run it or unload it or allowing dishes to sit in the sink to "soak" because the dishwasher wasn't done. It was so much easier to "use a dish, wash a dish" and after a year of calculations, we decreased our water usage AND lowered our monthly cleaning products bill (not by a whole lot mind you, but still.) also saved my sanity.
I don't think we were exactly poor, but we were rural. I remember going from a black and white tv with four channels on it to Dish around the time I was 15. This was in the late 90's. Power went out a lot, too. We burned wood for heat, and sometimes had to keep calves in the kitchen on really cold nights. I thought it was all pretty normal. Now, I have central air and this fancy phone thing with access to every streaming service in the world on it, and I can keep a virtual talking cow in my pocket, if I want to
One thing that was not listed... A BIKE! I never had a bicycle (or any other outside toys.. trampoline, pogo stick, roller skates) we couldn't afford any. I remember not knowing how to do any of these things and sat out when playing with friends. I still don't know how to ride a bike. 45yrs old.
That's what I'm using and it's all viewable for me. 🤷🏻♀️
Load More Replies...Our neighbor's mom actually was a stay at home mom because their dad made (just) enough to support them. She watched us, too, when our mom was working.
Name brand laundry detergent that I can now get as an adult JUST because it smells good. The first time I got the laundry detergent I wanted because I liked the smell and not because it was the cheapest generic brand...wow, I thought, "I have finally made it. I am successful. "
I will probably be downvoted for this... but I think some people don't know what poor is. Not being able to have an international vacation is not poor. It might be not rich, but it certainly does not mean you are poor. Same as buying brand name clothes and eating in restaurants.
I agree with you. There is so much we take for granted
Load More Replies...1. This made me sad. 2. I appreciate all my single mother has done for me my whole life. She even worked 7!!! Different jobs for my first year at college. Which most was covered with academic scholarships. 3. Whenever possible- I help anyone in need. I'm not super well-off by any means- but never been poor like some have. I ask my oldest all the time- if there's someone at school- or many- that could use help. Please get me a name- and I try to help out - whether it be food or clothing- or including them and their family for meals. Nothing in public- as I don't want to draw attention to any of it. But so many people have never been really poor- and my grandparents taught me to always help others whenever possible. I wish I could help more...
Ill always remember being in middle school or high school and getting the box of donated clothes delivered to our house (as we were the poorest at the school or something) and wearing a sweater from the box only to have one of the popular kids bring it up in front of everyone that I was wearing her free hand me downs... I still think about that sometimes
Oosh. That sucks. Kids can be very cruel because they just don't get it. 😔
Load More Replies...with a divorce mom with no child support being paid working at a job that paid around $8K per year in the 60s and raising three kids, we did without and learned how to make things go far. but, the one thing that was special was once in a while being able to get the hot school lunch. it was mostly brown bag for us with whatever we had available. so, when my kid was in school i made sure to put at least $50 each month on his account and tell him that he could buy lunch for someone without but to make it last. unfortunately, i also had to warn him about kids who might take advantage of his generosity which he found out about the hard way. in any case, i wanted to make sure that he could eat the school lunch or the a la carte menu as well as making sure anyone else who was hungry. the lunch ladies also noticed his generosity and made sure that he was "taken care of" if the balance wasn't enough for the day.
We struggled a lot when I was a kid. We lived with a family friend up until I was 8 years old, when we could finally afford our own place. I thought it was weird that our family friend wasn't moving with us, but my dad explained that we lived with him because he was nice enough to open his home to a struggling family of 5. I will always be appreciative and grateful for "Uncle" Don, may he rest in peace.
This made me reason how good my life is. My dad was raise my an abusive dad who some how died . He wasn’t well off and was a trouble maker because of this . His parents had to always buy him new glasses and 5 kids had to sleep in two rooms. They didn’t have nice stuff every thing was either pass me down or donated. Now my dad has enough money to only buy name brand stuff . Buy 50 dollar shorts. All Nike and Adidas shoes. Life is great and I know he is making sure me and my sister live the life he wished for.
My parents were frugal. We didn't run the air in the summer (in the South of all places) to save money. My mom bought five pairs of jeans every year before school started. I got two pairs of shoes every year. Buying stuff on a whim was unheard of in my house. My father (parents were divorced) was the one who bought all the early gaming consoles I owned. Now, as a parent myself, we try to make sure our son has what he wants but still be frugal ourselves.
Having a hamburguer with my mom once every two months, as a reward for getting good grades at basic school. Even today when I eat a hamburguer still remember my mom's expression. It was a mix between pride and sadness. Today, my greatest reward and the best thing in my life is taking my mom out for dinner, just because I feel like it.
I can think of so many things to answer this one. For me, it would be living in an actual house, with walls. Also, having a bathroom, with a toilet in it. My family (mom plus 5 kids under 8 years old) lived in a tent for some time, and we would use a potty. To take a "shower" (outside, mom or sister would hold a towel around us for privacy) we used a clean plastic bottle with some holes punched onto the cap. We would fill it with water and use it to shower. Also, having as much toilet paper, dental floss, toothpaste, shampoo, soap, pads... as I need. The same with food, clean water, school supplies, clothes and shoes, medicine... Basically, every basic thing. But mostly feeling safe and not worried about getting physically harmed. ♡
Poverty sucks, especially when eating or having a roof over your head are a struggle. It was just my mom and I. She worked in factories as a seamstress, but was laid off a lot. We moved constantly. I went to so many schools. We always lived in apartments. Sometimes I had my own room. Sometimes I slept with my mom. We never had a car, and seldom had a house phone. I was never hungry though, because my mom grew up during and after the depression, so she was determined that neither of us would be hungry. That might have resulted in utilities not being paid, or eviction notices, but we ate. For entertainment, we had board games, movie nights for $1, church, and walks through the park. It didn't really feel like poverty to me when I was a kid though I hated the constant moving and being the new kid in school once or twice a year, but looking back, I know that we were very poor financially, like so many people in our community.
We weren't well off when I grew up, but to my knowledge we didn't have to worry about food, clothes or a place to live so we were definitely doing okay. But the height of luxury for me now that I make a decent amount is to hire someone to do something I could do myself. Like washing windows or cleaning the old apartment after moving. There have of course been other things, most of them mentioned by others, but this feels so extravagant to me.
We were a lower middle class combination of rich/poor. My family scrimped and saved hard - hand me downs, spaghetti was a staple dinner, very rarely went out to eat, vacation was an annual camping trip … but … my parents sent my brother and I on the big school trip to DC, and we had family in California and Florida so we got to go to Disney for a day. We lived like we were poor in many ways but only so my parents could give us those luxuries.
This was my family too!! Also went to the Smithsonian museums. It's a small world. I'll always be grateful for those experiences and don't regret (now) that all of our clothes came from Goodwill (aka 'Mom's favorite store)
Load More Replies...My mom was super frugal, creative, and did her best to make sure our childhood was fun and rich in experiences. We went camping almost every summer, we had a dog and a cat, and we visited our extended family in the neighboring town pretty often. Although all of them were more well off than we were, I never felt deprived because Mom took such good care of us. I remember one time during her divorce from my step-dad she was feeling really down; one of the few times she struggled openly with her emotions. She walked with the three of us kids (now pre-teen and teenagers) downtown to Dairy Queen for a rare treat. She had us order first and she ordered last. Then she didn't have enough money so she took her ice cream order off and just bought for us kids. My heart broke for her. I offered to take mine off of the order or get something smaller so she could have hers, or to share mine with her, but she wouldn't hear of it.
I relate to this...it really sucks..u sound very kind and your mom sounds like an amazing lady too.
Load More Replies...Kindergarten. We barely had any money for groceries and food. I remember picking up those little food bank donation bags twice a week. We also went to this pay-what-you-can restaurant in town. This stayed the same until about 3rd or 4th grade. So nice food and groceries were a grand meal. And I will always remember the kind lady who used to slip me extra garlic bread at the pay-what-you-can.
My family financial situation went downhill since we lost our biggest source of income. I can't find a job because I'm disabled, I can't get disability support since in my country each person in your home needs to gain 1/4 of a minimal wage so that you can be allowed support. I'm not really poor because my lower middle class parents take care of me -still struggling in the end of the month - but I don't have a single buck to my name. Ever since I was a kid I fear starving to death after my parents die. Often the thought of not being able to afford something as meaningless as a 3 bucks chocolate bar can drive me sleepless for days, let alone more expensive and necessary things, which then causes me to get sick from stress and not sleeping which makes my family spend even more money they don't have in meds. It's a never-ending cycle of getting more and more sick because of not having the money to get treatment, or the capacity to do what everyone else does.
I feel you. We are struggeling too and all that stress leads to more depressing thoughts and sickness. I wish you all the best.
Load More Replies...Suddenly I realize how priviledged I was growing up. My biggest worry was having only 2 pieces of La Coste clothings. (It was in the 80’s). Damn.
I grew up in a house without central air and heating; I considered that very much a luxury that my family couldn't afford. I'm from Florida; no AC in Florida during the summer is not for the faint of heart.
There were several "milestones" that happened without me knowing struggling from barely treading water to living normal. The most glaring one is planning my meal budget down to the cent. The relieve from not having to do that, really frees up your mind. Without knowing it, eventually I didn't have to plan everything down to the dollar anymore. There is still planning involved, but minus a ton of stress. It is truly liberating. Took decades though.
My parents were poor when I was growing up, but others were worse off because we had my grandparent's help since, at the time, we were their only two, and we were spoiled rotten by them. When it came to school, my parents made sure to at least help the other kids in my and my sibling's classes who couldn't afford things within reason. This didn't start until I was in 1st when she realized kids were coming to school without crayons/pencils etc. and made the teacher give her the number of kids who needed school supplies or help to go on school trips or money for lunches.
A luxury would be not having to worry about food each time you ate something, if there will be enough food for everyone. :) I felt so guilty in the beginning when I went to visit my finances parents. "Are you sure I can eat this? Will there be enough for everyone? Are you sure?"
People, give your time yo helping others, kids, who have next to nothing, and horrible lives, but, there is love, and that is true value of human lives.
I wish we could get a positive spin on this topic. Being poor impacted my life a lot: yes there was negative, but there was so much more positive. One positive; It gave me great perspective on waste. Example: I use to be amazed at all my friends who had dishwashers. Like, wow! I couldn't wait till I was an adult and got one. Ugh, I hated having to wash dishes. 5 years into adulthood, I taped off the dishwasher with a do not use sign. It was just a waste. Between the extra detergents, taking care of the dishwasher, making sure that the scum didn't build up, still having to hand wash certain things, and then everyone else expecting someone else to run it or unload it or allowing dishes to sit in the sink to "soak" because the dishwasher wasn't done. It was so much easier to "use a dish, wash a dish" and after a year of calculations, we decreased our water usage AND lowered our monthly cleaning products bill (not by a whole lot mind you, but still.) also saved my sanity.
I don't think we were exactly poor, but we were rural. I remember going from a black and white tv with four channels on it to Dish around the time I was 15. This was in the late 90's. Power went out a lot, too. We burned wood for heat, and sometimes had to keep calves in the kitchen on really cold nights. I thought it was all pretty normal. Now, I have central air and this fancy phone thing with access to every streaming service in the world on it, and I can keep a virtual talking cow in my pocket, if I want to
One thing that was not listed... A BIKE! I never had a bicycle (or any other outside toys.. trampoline, pogo stick, roller skates) we couldn't afford any. I remember not knowing how to do any of these things and sat out when playing with friends. I still don't know how to ride a bike. 45yrs old.
That's what I'm using and it's all viewable for me. 🤷🏻♀️
Load More Replies...Our neighbor's mom actually was a stay at home mom because their dad made (just) enough to support them. She watched us, too, when our mom was working.
Name brand laundry detergent that I can now get as an adult JUST because it smells good. The first time I got the laundry detergent I wanted because I liked the smell and not because it was the cheapest generic brand...wow, I thought, "I have finally made it. I am successful. "