Those who have spare income and savings (often, and currently, including me) don’t realise how much time they spend saying yes, or not even thinking about, incidental pleasures.
If you’re stony, every single minute of every day you are thinking about money, bills, how to manage. Periods of relative pleasure or relaxation are when those things are only third on your mental list. The strain is absolutely constant, like chronic pain. So of course, if you actually get access to a bit of money, you go a bit mad, because just being able to buy something without planning it for months on end is such an incredible release; being able to go out with a friend and buy a round, or take your mum out for coffee and cake, is something you normally just can’t do. You are constantly having to be grateful, or to hustle, to raise your hand at school and humiliate yourself by asking for school trip funding, to say thank you for a voucher gift while thinking, I could regift this to my sister at Christmas or spend it on school shoes, which?
This morning, I have had a nice coffee from our machine, a hot bath with scented soap, a train journey, entrance to a museum. A normal enough Saturday for me. When we were boracic I would have saved and looked forward to this for months on end. And we weren’t that broke, just low income. It’s always best to assume that people are doing their best, and to try to understand what long term financial stress feels like.