When I joined my second job in tech, it was a massive bump in almost every way, and immediately I noticed the people around me were drastically different than the colleagues I had in the previous place, a frivolous tiny start up. The new people had almost no appreciation for money; they moved about like nothing could really go wrong; and while they weren't mean, they were somewhat spoiled and detached from reality.
I remember thinking to myself that no matter how much I make, I don't want to be like them in terms of character.
I know people who were born into wealthy families and hearing their silly complaints about how some miniature detail is not 100% in their otherwise perfect and seemingly challenge-free lives was almost physically painful.
However, it made me realize something too. Being happy and having substance does not directly correlate to how much money you have. Evidently, a lot of very rich people aren't particularly happy, and in this article, the author also found no meaning anywhere until they lost their job.
It's the ability to appreciate whatever you have, your assets, your health, and strive to be a better person, have some goals to aspire to. When I catch myself getting upset about something completely meaningless, I try to remember this.