We had a customer service fiasco at the clothing store yesterday, and I realized that my job is tenuous: one severe customer complaint and I could be unemployed. The incident put Yirat Shemayim in my face. I admitted that I hate being poor. I am poor because I’m not working a full-time job anymore, nor am I working in my high-paying career field. I am not working full-time because I had a nervous breakdown recently (17 months ago). I had a nervous breakdown because of the narcissist and the yerida (leaving Israel). Therefore, I could say that I’m poor today because