I Dated a Rich Girl and Felt Like a Total Impostor

Okay, real talk: dating someone rich is NOT like the movies. I’m a regular dude who once thought a $12 cocktail was a splurge, and suddenly I’m at her family’s penthouse, pretending I know what caviar tastes like (spoiler: salty fish jelly, 0/10, do not recommend). I keep asking myself: am I into HER or the fact that her car costs more than my student loans? Like, would I still be this into her if she lived in a shoebox and ate instant noodles? I want to say yes, but honestly, sometimes I feel like I’m just her broke side quest. Trying to pay for dinner is a joke—she laughs and tips more than my whole paycheck. I try to plan cheap dates (picnic, Netflix, ramen) but then her friends invite us yachting and I’m Googling ‘how to not look poor on a boat.’ Her family? Suspicious. Her friends? All wear the same designer shoes. Me? Just hoping I don’t spill wine on the rug that probably costs more than my car. I want her to know I’m here for her, not her bank account. But damn, sometimes I wish love didn’t come with a dress code. Anyone else ever feel like they’re faking it just to keep up? #NoFilter #AdultingFail #RelationshipRealness #RomanticRelationships