I'm an artist. I have a house and have the choice to move to one I like better. I have many choices about many things I do not need to survive. I choose what I eat and I have clean water. I can take a shower and wash my hair every day (no matter how many people tell me it is bad for me). I have a computer. I am loved, including by dogs and cats. I've only experienced war via stories told by loved ones and teachers. I am well educated. I have traveled and met all kinds of people.
Biggest of all, I grew up middle class, and in an act of rebellion and adventure at age 18, I rejected that privilege, and *chose* to experience a rougher life for a long time... then worked my way back up to having financial choices.