Being rich is not that easy
I’ve born rich, rise rich and have enough intellectual resources to stay rich for the rest of my life.
I’m rich and I’m not going to pretend I’m poor to be accepted by mediocre people but let me be honest with you, being rich is not all fun and games.
Growing up in a rich family you get to travel a lot.
Nobody ask you if you want to travel, and in that case where you want to go.
They just force you to travel because it gives you and especially it gives them, status.
But when you are a kid you don’t get to enjoy the same things as adults so the memories you keep are always traumatic.
During my childhood my parents took me every summer to an expensive resort at the wonderful city of Cabo.
All I can remember is the pain of being stung by jellyfishes.
Eleven consecutive years spending the complete summer at the extraordinary Capella Pedregal and the only clear memory I have is being sucked by sea bugs.
Another scheduled trip was every July to Disney World, the happiest place on Earth…
What I remember about Disney? Exhaustingly long wait lines to access the games, melting hot weather and throwing up after every single roller-coaster ride.
When I was 7 my mother explained that she would never pay my ransom if I were kidnapped.
The reason was that we were a very wealthy family, which actually doesn’t make any sense to me today.
Ever since, I wake up every day fearing about being an easy target to captors with my mother warning lauding inside my head.
It doesn’t mean that if you are rich your parent do not love you but you end up understanding that they didn’t get rich by investing in feeling related possessions.
If your family is rich is mostly because they are cold hearted business people.
If they were to pay every time you were kidnapped they would just be encouraging other kidnappers until eventually the cost would outweigh the benefit and you would finally be a free kid living in a broken family.
That’s exactly what my mother was protecting me for.
Inside every wealthy child is a chemical reaction waiting to happen.
All of the vitamin fortified meals they gave you have the potential to mix together and awaken a strength you never knew you had.
It’s a strength you always wanted and was available all along.
And that strength can save you.
It can break knots in the middle of the night, and it can leap on the back of a grown man, wrapping its powerful tiny arms around his neck until he falls silently to the ground as the other kidnappers sleep.
Remember, if you are rich you have to be prepared to kill people and that could be very stressful.
At some point of your life, every well-to-do family person will end up in the middle of the woods at night after choking someone out in a cabin.
When you find yourself surrounded by wilderness and trying to get home, your best friend is a map.
That explains why poor people don’t understand maps and rich people do.
Anyway, maps are very boring and in the event you have to use them to survive, they are also hard to follow.
People don’t like rich people.
When the world knows you are wealthy, everyone will be looking for reasons to hate you.
They see you as the antithesis to the effort reward relationship on which poor people are based.
You have everything and you don’t care.
The only way you can make friends is lying.
We have to make up stories about how we pay for travel or expenses rather than telling the truth.
Don’t worry, you will eventually get used to live a life of fictional adventure and we will not ruined your secret.
Because being wealthy has its rewards, but being able to create your own imaginary world, that’s priceless.
the world must know the truth!