Most parents aim to raise children with strong values and a solid work ethic, regardless of their financial background. Still, some people question whether parents who can easily afford a comfortable lifestyle should deny it to their children. My parents firmly believed in living simply.

I was raised in a small, modest home. Rarely did I receive the things I asked for. I dreamed of taking ballet classes, but my parents said they were too expensive.

My birthdays were always quiet—just a cake and a single present—while my friends had elaborate parties full of gifts, treats, and activities. I often wondered how my parents even managed to cover my school tuition. As a teenager, I was given the cheapest phone available while my friends carried the latest models.

Since my parents never gave me an allowance, I started working part-time to earn my own money. Their explanation was always the same: “You need to earn what you have.” What confused me most was how they could afford to send me to such an expensive school while we lived with so few comforts.

Now I’m in college, buried in student debt and struggling to get by. I asked my parents if I could stay with them temporarily, and they agreed. One evening, while they were out, I was cleaning and noticed one of my father’s drawers left open. As I went to close it, curiosity got the better of me.

Inside, I found documents that revealed the truth: my parents were never financially struggling. They owned several properties, had substantial savings, a strong investment portfolio, and significant assets. They had been hiding their wealth from me my entire life.

When they returned, I confronted them. Calmly, they said, “That money is ours, not yours. We wanted you to grow up believing you had to earn your own living.” They added that they didn’t want me to grow up spoiled like my peers. When I asked why we lived so modestly, my father replied, “That’s how wealthy people stay wealthy.”

That night, I packed my bags and left. While I struggled financially, they sat on a fortune that could have eased my burden. Is that fair? Should I forgive them? I’m searching for another perspective