Feeling Misunderstood: Struggling to Connect with Preppy Friends

God I can't stand people who mock those in poverty. My own dad would joke about being poor every time we visited while we lived with my mom in abject poverty. we were dumpster diving and hitting up food banks so we could eat. we were nearly homeless countless times. I didn't have stable housing until I was 12, but I didn't believe we were actually staying put until I was 16 or 17. that does shit to a person! it's one thing to have a laugh because my partner and his family do something that's completely normal for them but would've been an unreachable luxury for me growing up. My mother-in-law made me a cake for my 20th birthday when I had only been dating her son for two months, and she didn't understand why I was crying or why I thought it was a big deal. She couldn't believe a small birthday cake was a luxury I was never afforded as a child. I'm no longer constantly on the verge of homelessness, but some of those habits stick with you forever, especially stressing about how much you're spending on food. People who make fun of you and/or people like you are not your friends, I cannot stress that enough