It wasn't poverty that was appealing. I knew nothing of that. It was the getting out of it -- the rags to riches -- that drew me.
Trouble was, I could always think of one more "essential" I needed to be able to make it, living by my wits. A blanket. Snacks. A book. My dolls. And that, right there, is my basic problem. Maybe yours too.
It's always that "one more thing" that'll satisfy me. It's as true of material goods as it is in relationships and other areas of life.
But God has given us everything we need for life and godliness (2 Peter 1:3). And that means everything necessary for contentment too.