My entire direct family is on welfare and was half my life. My parents spent a significant amount of time in mental hospitals while I lived with various aunts and grandparents (sometimes trailers, sometimes in a farm house. I liked the farm house though).

Yeah. Lots of privilege.

Living in a farm house sounds like privilege compared to trailers :)

Anyway, no need to defend yourself against random internet people.

In the end it’s all down to hard work and a bit of luck (the people not doing the hard work part will never be in a position to make use of the luck).

Yeah I did let myself get worked up.

We actually ended up loosing the farm house to the bank. I say farm house because that's an easy way to describe it, but it was really just a house on the edge of another farm in the middle of nowhere. Lots of peace and quiet. :)