I come from a very poor background in the UK, parents never had jobs and lived on welfare, in and out of prison etc so I pretty much had to fend for myself. Moved out at 16, got a job and scraped by for years and never had money to do anything. Funny enough, my splurges were concerts (Britney, primarily). Some weeks Id have to decide between the electric bill or eating. It was horrible.
Then I got married to an American and moved to California. He's super wealthy, homes all over the country, sports cars, all that shebang. I haven't had to worry about bills or expenses or anything financially since. It felt surreal for the longest time but the funny thing with money (or any situation really) is that you get accustomed to it and it becomes your new normal. Im in a position where I can buy almost anything I want and go anywhere I want on a whim, and I don't want to. Things that I used to dream of being able to afford like MacBooks and jewelry and all that crap are now meaningless. Now I can afford it all I don't really want it.
The downside of it all is I used to attribute so much of my depressive episodes and anxiety to being so financially unstable and not knowing where my next meal was coming from. Now I have it all and Im still depressed and anxious. The things that do make me happy are things that money can't buy, like seeing my friends, reading a good book, walking in the woods near my house. Simple sh it.
My point is, money may make life easier, but it doesn't make it happier per se. Ask anyone with a lot of money and Im sure they will tell you the same thing.