Game = Life

Games sure mimic real life, don’t they? Especially the gap between the rich and poor. You get all that from a game? Why, yes.

So I paid $10 for an in app purchase today called “Double Cash” which grants you double cash in the very first round of this game I’m playing. It’s only $740 in the first round you get (there’s 65 rounds in Medium and 85 rounds in Hard). Basically, many rounds in the game. Anyhow, you don’t get any other money for all the other rounds, nor do you get extra points. All you get is double the starting cash. I didn’t think $740 would make a big difference. In each round, you normally earn a few hundred to several thousand dollars, to tens of thousands of dollars in the later rounds, so a mere $740 extra in one round doesn’t seem like much.

But it is. It matters that you get that $740 in the very FIRST round. When you play the game, you see that it makes a world of difference. It makes it allows you to purchase extra towers early on, it allows you to save more $$ early so, so then you’re able to get way more powerful towers early on. Normal game pre-purchase of double cash, I had to wait till round 20 or so to finally start getting the tower I need. But with that tiny cash infusion early on, I could get that tower in just round 5. Level Hard used to be really hard (hence I purchased Double Cash to get an edge). But now the game is soooo easy. With just that measly $740 head start.

Long story short, even having a tiny head start money-wise changes the whole landscape / ballgame / whatever you call it. Imagine not just getting a tiny head start but born wealthy? Heck, not even wealthy. Being born into a family with a few extra couple of thousand dollars and your children have a vastly different life.

I know I ramble and this post is long, but what I’m saying is it’s just so fucking sad and not fair how which family you’re born into can change your entire life. It changes the way you are brought up, it changes what school you can go to, it changes whether you have to start working at the ripe old age of 7 (I had to), it changes your health. Everything.

It’s not fair I was born into a poor family. My health has been affected. My opportunities (or lack thereof) due to $$. Life is just stacked against you when you’re poor and you grow up poor. Lived in a crappy neighborhood with shitty neighbors, went to a shitty school, received a shitty education, didn’t even have money to apply to college.

I had to worry about going to bed hungry, not having heat, not having shoes or umbrella without any holes in it. My classmates and peers didn’t have to worry about that.

I scraped my way in to college. Tons of loans of course. I had to work every fucking semester, 2-3 PT jobs at a time, so I could make enough money to eat. My grades suffered. While everyone else only had to worry about their classes and exams. It wasn’t until a year after I graduated that I finally had heat I could turn on. FML.

Long story short, I wouldn’t be so fucked up, mentally and physically sick if I wasn’t forced to grow up poor. I wouldn’t be so fucking depressed and constant thinking about suicide.