This post and quote resonated with me. I love my work and have been fortunate to make enough disposable income to enjoy life and support my family. And it is funny how the money seems to follow the passion-- something that wasn't obvious to me for several years. However, I would stop well short of saying that I'd rather be poor than make money doing something I hate. I grew up poor and I can still recall moments from my childhood of being unhoused, not having meals or clean clothes, standing in line at food pantries, and of my mother and grandparents going without to ensure me and my siblings had something. Now, I admittedly haven't read the author's other posts to know his background, but for me I'd rather work just about any job than subject myself or family to poverty and it's longer term psychological and physical health complications.