Before I’m attacked as being a gold digger, please consider the context and the fact I’m trying to understand this following a difficult childhood. I’m not after handbags or holidays and I work hard.
Basically the only thing that wasn’t problematic in my childhood was finances. My parents had money and there was never argument or issue or problems where money was concerned. We’d do nice things and go to nice places, I had private healthcare and schooling, I felt cared for in these ways.
However, from an emotional perspective, although I was told I was loved, this was shown purely through things. My parents attended school shows etc but there was significant social and middle class elements to this...I never really felt like my parents were interested in me, more that they wanted me to do well, to look good. I’m probably being too harsh. This is how it felt anyway.
There was huge huge pressure to do well academically. This has meant I’m now in a good job but one I probably could have got with half the stress.
A lot of my childhood was dysfunctional. Some hitting, smacking, hair pulling. Excessive exam pressure at 8 years old, never felt secure around my parents in the sense that I never felt they were honest with me... they liked to sugar coat things (again maybe I’m being too harsh), but it left me in a state about who to trust and turn to. If I was upset there was NEVER a calm discussion as to why...just hysteria almost from my mum who wanted the upset to go away. I was too sensitive, weird, why couldn’t I be normal etc etc etc
In essence, the only stable thing in my childhood was money. It was always there and I associated it with security and a sign of love.
Ive noticed that I go for men who can provide, almost exclusively. I feel insecure around men who don’t earn much, as if there’s no blanket there, no way in which I could feel safe and loved. This sounds like I am after money as a gold digger, but the fact is I work hard, I am ok financially, I don’t need someone to buy me nice things, I’m very into work and wouldn’t stop working, I enjoy it. There’s just this feeling of a blocker over falling for someone who doesn’t have the capability to use money freely. I have no interest in being paid for. It would never occur to me to be with someone so they could pay for my lifestyle, but unless someone has money I struggle to comprehend developing feelings for them, I can’t see them as able to provide love although I know logically that is crazy.
Does this make sense and have I stumbled across the answer to something I’ve questioned for a long time?