Whoever said that money can't make you happy was obviously very rich and very stupid. True enough that you can't buy happiness, but you require money to get an apartment to move away from your nagging mother. Nag, nag, nag -- that's all she ever does and it drives me crazy. I've tried to explain to her that nagging produces no productive results to anyone, but she persists anyway. I can't stand her patronizing tone, and I've tried to explain this to her as well, but again, she is unable to comprehend this. If I had money, I would move out, and all my problems would disappear, but alas, I am forced to live at home, in the negative environment. Nor does my mother realize how detrimental all of her negative energy is on other family members.