My husband and his friends say awful things about homeless people and it bugs me because they all grew up insanely rich I’m 25 and my husband is 34. we come from two very very different background, and honestly hes a really good guy. everyone in his “circle” is exactly the same. he grew up insanely rich, private school, university all paid for and to top it off his family owns a huge company that he took over 3 years ago. everyone around him is pretty similar, he is a hard worker and im not at all saying it in a negative way, but it’s just true. i on the other hand got abused my whole life, mom died when I was really little. family was poor, older brother was on drugs. lived in my car, failed out of college because in high school I was in survival mode and learned nothing. by the time I met him I was planning to end my life. I had absolutely no plans for the future, 10k of debt and was living in my car and air bnbs.
worked nights at an ihop lol. anyways, him and his friends came in one night and I hated them but ended up giving one my number and he saved my life. I’m seriously so grateful and I know he loves me. but on more than one occasion he’s insulted homeless people and made comments they should get off their ass and work, tells them to get away when they ask for money.
gets mad at me when I smile at them or give them anything. his friends are all exactly the same. it really bugs me, they seem to genuinely not see how easy they had it, they always say they are lazy and don’t want to work. I’ve actually and I’m a complete failure in life. i have no education, I had debt and couldn’t even pay it on my own, I was about to literally end my life.
if I didn’t, and I didn’t meet him I’d probably be right there with them…. I’m in college part time now, but I’m a housewife and he told me from the start he wouldn’t marry me if I wasn’t going to be a housewife/stay at home mom which is fine, again the entire circle is like that but recently I met a girl, had to be close in age with me and she was sitting in a doorway at the mall so I bought her dinner and a jacket.. I was talking to her and thought there’s pretty much no difference between us. we had similar upbringings, we’re similar in age. the only thing that saved me from ending up like her was having a car/credit cards and meeting my husband..
I just feel so bad for her and every homeless person especially since I relate in a sense. but these people somehow can’t understand it including my own husband who knows I was close to that. he says it’s different because I had a job and was trying my best.. but I disagree because things could have spiraled for me in an instant i do absolutely love him and I think he’s genuinely a great guy. I just think when you grow up a certain way it’s hard to unlearn but it still makes me feel so bad.
