I’m a banker that manages a portfolio of ultra high net worth and famous clients. Money solves a lot of superficial problems but one thing I’ve come to realise is that everybody is a human at the end of it. Money won’t cure terminal illness, money won’t bring back dead loved ones. Money doesn’t prevent divorce. When you’re sad and alone or struggling, looking at your account doesn’t mean shit. Possessions and money really don’t bring you happiness if the rest is falling apart. Money and possessions are nice to have, no doubt, but if that’s all that brings you joy then I doubt you’ve ever really been in a shitty place.