Is it normal for poor people to feel depressed around rich people?
My sister recently moved in with her boyfriend who happens to be seriously wealthy. A few months ago they asked me to visit their new home. He is very proud of all that he has and was excited to show off his new Lamborghini. I was polite and acted enthused as I felt this was the expected response however it depressed me to be around someone who has more money than he knows what to do with while I am on unemployment which has almost run out and I apply for 10 jobs a week while juggling bills around just to get by.
My sis is now inviting me over to spend Thanksgiving with them. I don't want to go because of how it made me feel the last time I was there. He is not being an ass or rude or anything, he is just proud of his riches so I get that. But this does not change the funk I find myself in after returning home from a visit there.
I think about how I feel after watching a tragic movie depicting someone whose life is a complete wreck, someone who is way worse off than me. Somehow this makes me feel better about my own situation. I find myself comforted by thinking that my life could be a lot worse and I go about things feeling less down on myself.
But when I leave my sister's place and return to my home, I just feel like throwing in the towel, like what's the use struggling every day just to survive while this guy buys a Lamborghini simply because he's bored and looking for a little spice.
Am I jealous? I can see how it might appear that way. But when I see $100,000 impulsively spent on a whim for a toy, I can't help but think how a life could be completely changed with that kind of money. From my perspective, him showing off his new toy to someone in my position is just bad manners. I see it as if I got a nice juicy steak and went downtown and ate it slowly in front of a starving homeless person and told them how delicious it was.
I would never voice these thoughts to him as that is not proper by my rule book. I understand that he is in no way responsible for the way I feel after exposure to his lifestyle. But feelings are feelings. I don't think we can choose our feelings, we can only be aware of them and then decide how we will handle them.