Sometimes I do feel kind of bad that my insurance covered 95% of my transition expenses.
Then I remember that that only happened because I'm on disability, and the government effectively considers Medicare to be compensation for brutal complex PTSD.
That said, if I ever do get rich, not that I can see how such a thing could possibly happen, YOU get a GRS and YOU get a GRS and YOU get a GRS ... I'll probably also get one of those Regency-esque mansions where they have a dozen bedrooms because they expect guests to winter there so my friends can all have free room and board ...
Also a private Chuck E. Cheese's on the property with dozens of games, a full hired staff, and adult-sized playground equipment and climbing tubes and things. Because you have to indulge yourself a little, sweetlings.