( I DON´T SPEAK ENGLISH but i want to try tell you my story)
Hello steemit, once you've felt sad about not being able to buy the best shoes or the latest iPhone? Have you ever felt that the money is all that you need in your life to be happy? Well this is my story ...
Here I was, 17 years old young ambitious and with a united family, I was a middle-class boy, selfish and arrogant
My family was loving, we ate always together, we were all very close to me I never liked sharing my girlfriend was cheerful and loving, my parents gave me enough money to dress and eat well, but I was never as I always wanted to have shoes fashion or the latest phone and my parents did not earn enough for that
I had it all, a family and a wonderful girlfriend, had the love and affection of the people who loved me for who I was and not what I had, but my 17 years old I did not realize that, I wanted to have money, my happiness was to have money to buy whatever I wanted and unfortunately that became my main objective
I decided to get to work, against the will of my parents I managed to get a job as a clerk in a store, at first everything was fine, I had a salary, discounts at the store where I worked, a fastidious and arrogant boss but for me the money was the important
My first pay was amazing, the power I felt when I get my hands own money for the first time, so I could spend it on whatever I wanted, it was totally mine, that feeling of power and superiority felt to have money in my hands even what remember, it was like a tingling in your hands, I was able to do what I want and trample anyone even my own family ...
Everything started to worsen the feeling of having money was stronger than me, I began to go out and spend little time at home and with my family, including my own girlfriend, would rather spend time with friends drinking and spending money, the worst thing is that did not give a single penny in my house, all the money I earned I spent it on me, discussions and claims of my family, problems with my girlfriend and my parents, nothing mattered to me because I looked in my pocket, and I had the best phone on the market, the best shoes and could buy bottles of alcohol that I wanted
Everything started to worsen again each time I became more arrogant my girlfriend try to support me but I ended the relationship because I felt that money made me happy, the worst is that I was convinced it was true...
How long it lasted this happiness? Well ... not more than a couple of weeks, so, my family hated me my girlfriend and I broke up, apologize? I was very arrogant to do that
Soon I began to get tired of my friends and I decided to get away from them, then I started to be alone, that's right I had the most expensive phone but I had not someone to text me, i had the best shoes but i had not someone to show them i had money to buy any bottles of alcohol but i had not someone to share it
And then at the evening i had no one who wait for me, at the morning i had no one who said me good morning and during the day i had no one to ask how was your day? That was when I realized that I was not free i was alone
That's right, the money did not give me freedom, money made me feel more alone than ever, even the best shoes and the best phone compared to being with people you love and who love you, do not feel sad about not having money , go and hug people who love you and you love, love is the only power that is eternal because the power that gives you the money does not last more than a couple of weeks ...
Thanks steemit I have to say I DON´T SPEAK ENGLISH so I apologize if any phrase is poorly drafted