That's fair to say. I came to a revelation recently. I'm not rich by any means but I was bottom of the barrel in 2018. All my CC's were maxed out, $100K debt with no idea where I'm going. No friends, car breaking down. I know the bottom feels. Then near the end of the year I grinded my ass off and my online business started to come to life a bit. Was able to at least pay off all my CC's and lower my debt to $80k AND have $20K savings in my bank account.

It feels good to have money now, to be able to have the ability to travel, finance a car, get all my new camera equipment, got a Switch, got a piano, all that. It brought me so much joy for a month. Then I got used to it. Hell, I'll even admit I was doing so okay I bought myself a $300 Gucci wallet cause I felt I could afford it. I felt great. But hedonistic adaptation kicked in and I felt normal and depressed again really quick.

It was at that moment I realized a million dollars wouldn't make me happy. It's more than that. I still want a million don't get me wrong, but I realized if I want long term happiness I need more than money. I want love, I want to succeed, I want to contribute and improve society somehow (with my online websites helping people). I think happiness comes from more wholesome means.