Living in the Upper Middle Class Doesn’t Make Me Spoiled
A social class does not define a person, their attitude does.
When people find out you live in the “Upper Middle” social class, they make assumptions. But let’s get some things straight:
Yes, growing up, I knew what it was like to scrape along.
No, I wasn’t always in this social class.
No, things weren’t and still aren’t easy
No, I don’t get everything I want.
No, I don’t flaunt things that I work very hard to get.
And no, I’m not spoiled.
The upbringing I’ve been so lovingly blessed with has taught me that money doesn’t mean a thing. It has taught me to stay humble because I do not and will not get my way whenever I want. It has taught me to work hard for the money that I do have, and that a dollar doesn’t come without determination. The things that matter most are how you treat your elders, your peers, yourself, and the world. It doesn’t matter if your wallet is Coach, your car is a Volvo, and your jewelry is Giani Bernini. Becuase here’s another news flash: you can buy those things for less money at outlet stores, clearance sales, and used car lots.
I refuse to be called “spoiled,” “Daddy’s girl,” or “rich b*tch,” because I’m not. When people see the things that I have, they assume that it was hand-delivered to me. But, contrary to these beliefs, nothing in this life is hand-delivered. Everything needs to be bought with money, and that money is hard-earned.
Just because I carry myself with confidence doesn’t mean I’m a spoiled person. It means that I know who I am and have confidence that I can be myself despite what the world tells me. It means that even if I have all the money in the world or none at all, I can still say at the end of the day that I stayed true to myself and I held myself with dignity and poise.
Dignity and poise is often mistaken for being stuck up and spoiled. But let’s get some more things straight:
Just because I walk with poise doesn’t mean I’m better than other people.
Just because I try to carry myself with dignity doesn’t mean that I believe I’m a princess who deserves the world.
Just because I gained my confidence back – and am not afraid to show it – doesn’t mean I’m flaunting anything.
So, before you classify me and write me off as another “spoiled rich b*tch,” try to get to know me. You might be pleasantly surprised.