i actually understand you, even tho i'm 23, never went to college i barely graduated high school for fucks sake, i know what poverty is, i know how it feels to be hungry, been that way for the last couple of years but i sadly experienced that since the very young age(but not for a long time) mostly because my father was an alcoholic,

one of the saddest flashback from those times is my mom taking me and my older brother for a walk, i was like 7 i think, we were boring her to buy us an ice cream and she finally did, we ate ice cream in the park and i accidentally dropped mine while i was on a swing, then started crying because she had no money to buy another one, in fact she didn't have any money to buy food either but she was scared because she had no money to buy my father a beer, if he comes home and there was no beer waiting for him in an empty fridge he would get abusive both verbally and psychically, i remember feeling guilty for being annoying little shit towards my mom to buy us an ice cream and causing my father hurt her again, then seeing my mom crying in the corner of my room because we had nothing to eat again, dark dark times....

i feel you man, i used to laugh hysterically when ppl in high school bitched about not having the newest phone and shit like that, for the long time i hated rich people, hell i even hated normal people, but now i'm happy for them, because they don't know how real desperation and hopelessness feel