I was born and raised in a small suburban community. I've never lacked for anything in life. And while I'm very appreciative of the life I've been given - I really like that I really only face first world problems.
Recently I traveled to Belize - which is still very much a third world country. It wasn't the first time I've ever been to a third world country - but it is the first time I've been to one as a real live adult.
And as much as it made me feel grateful for the life I live - it also reaffirmed that I really enjoy the finer things in life. I love central a/c. I like my nice SUV. I enjoy my fancy apartment with washer and dryer. I'm a really big fan of having whatever food I want at the touch of an app. I love the interwebs. I like wasting time shopping because it's down the street. I love first world living and I'm really not sorry about it.
I've always been taught to be thankful for the life I live and the things I've been afforded. And I am. But I also work hard. I don't feel bad for the life I'm enjoying. And I'm not really sure I'm supposed to say that. But it's true. I like my first world life.
Maybe that makes me a snob, a diva, whatever you want to call me - I'll own it. My version of roughing it is camping. And then going back to my updated apartment and enjoying my TV. When it comes down to it - I'm first world problems and I'm not sorry about it.