It does help, but having worked for the mega rich, a lot of them were working 7days a week to maintain the lifestyle (maintenance to the 2 or 3 ex wives, the cars, the boat, the houses in different countries the kids private school fees etc) & they were very miserable.
Thata not money thats made them miserable. Thata poor choices. They had/have the money to make those choices.
Likely if they had less money they would still have made poor choices.
I grew piss poor. Started work at 18 and saves a deposit for a house. I could see the way the housing market was going in early 2000. So bought a house. Dp (who I then married moved). He was shir with money and we would go from having money to him blowing it all he was very controlling and abusive in other ways.
In the end I got fed up. The mortgage woildnt get paid, money would disappear etc.
I was lucky. I maintained my career and wasnt a sahm. Getting paid 25k meant that I could leave. Got divorced and bought a new house for me and the kids.
I was in the middle. Having my own wage coming in meant that I was in a better position than many women. Having my own wage meant leaving was easier because I didnt have the worry of how I was going to pay for things.
Then I was diagnosed with PTSD and was on the sick. So skint again. Ended up taking on some debt. Went back to work and was skint, trying to manage the debt and give day to day, work and provide for the kids. Not having any spare money and constantly worrying, made it really hard.
My depression got worse. I was always anxious and ended up of work again.
A year before I interviewed with a company but declined their offer. They got in touch again. I spoke to the CEO explained the PTSD and depression and that I had been off work. We talked it through, it didnt bother him. He was so impressed at my last interview and experience he wanted some to work for him. We signed my contract and I left my own jobm my first month was paid leave. He let me spend another month with my kids. Getting f ready to come back and paid me for it. He also paid me 40% more that my last job.
It was like winning the lottery. With a good months wage under my belt, life was easier again. I have cleared the debt. Live in the same house, still stick to same budget. Have savings, treat the kids.
I am nor obsessively checking my bank account. I can easily afford childcare bills, food, gas and electric. First time in years I am looking forward to christmas as I can afford it. No stress. My depression is ok because of medication, which I can afford.
Honestly, I look over my life. When I look at the bad times and the times I have been ill, money would have made life better.
If doeant make you happy on it's own. But I cant thi I of one situation where it doesnt help a bad situation.