I have a son in his late twenties. He and I are polar opposites and I had a run in with him this week that has left me troubled. I have worked harder than most my entire working life and my efforts have earned me a small successful business. I am not wealthy by any stretch, however I am comfortable. My son bounces from job to job. Usually working under the table. His most recent enterprise is doing tattoos. He has never paid a dime into the government and never filed taxes. Thus the crux of our run in. He was livid that he wasn't compensated when the fed sent out the $1200.00 stimulus checks. The fed doesn't know he is alive and I attempted to explain that to him. His counter to me was a personal attack. Here I am all comfortable with money in the bank, nice new cars, nice house and yet he struggles just to eat. As a result, I am now a terrible father and person for allowing him to suffer while I lounge in luxury in his eyes. He didn't stop to think I still pay his phone, car insurance and routinely hand him cash when he asks. I was flabbergasted. The first 45 years of my life I absolutely lived paycheck to paycheck and still I provided everything that young man needed. Further, I thought I had set an example by my actions. I been hurt all week and can't seem to shake it. The more this has been running around in my head, I have reached what seems a reasonable conclusion to me.... If I had the kind of income at 30 years of age that I have now at 60 years of age, would I have been responsible with it? And in all honesty I know that I would not have been. So perhaps it is the way of the world that as we grow in mind and maturity, the correct decisions come to light in our lives and we are somehow rewarded financially for those mature choices... I don't know and I am rambling here. I just feel I have an opportunity to make a difference in this young mans life and get him pointed the right direction.... Sorry for the ramble.