Privileged doesn't mean stable.
I went to both private and public schools; I've grew up in working class, middle class and upper middle class, environments. I've lived in poorer (by western standards) neighbourhoods and wealthier suburbs. My parents were tertiary educated and my stepfather was owner or manager of various pathology practices around Melbourne. At one point, after leaving pathology then working for federal health (universal healthcare), he was earning $800k a year - I'm not kidding.
Many people suddenly wanted to be my "friend" and eventually the subject of money would make its way into the conversation. Next, they become angry because they'd expected that I would open my purse and throw money at them. The myth that nothing can harm you if you're family are well off, kinda gets under my skin a bit.
Growing up, I was sexually abused by my bio father, later by my stepfather too. My bio father even used me to make child exploitation material (aka, incorrectly, as child porn images). Because of the belief that abuse doesn't happen in such environments, or that victims should just put up with it because their abusers are financially comfortable, I often was not helped or believed when I would try to report it. I've also seen women who marry for money being abused by their husbands who use money as control, and ignoramuses tell the woman, 'I'd stop whining and put up with it if there's money'.
I never got any of the money because I was the scapegoated child, singled out for all kinds of abuse. My siblings would join in by taunting me about the abuse because they'd been conditioned to believe that that's was a normal family dynamic. We are no longer on speaking terms because they still can't shake that way of thinking. Some admit that it was wrong to treat me like that, but ceased contact, fearing that others might find out; particularly, one of my step brothers who is now the CEO of a major, well known, sporting organisation in Australia. He is more concerned about his precious reputation than integrity.
Every other family member would gather around the alpha abuser and protect them, not the victim (me). If I ever spoke out or tried to defend myself, I would be gaslighted or punished further. I was left nothing in any will or estate, to just further cement the idea in everyone's minds that I was worthless. I couldn't afford a solicitor to challenge it. My siblings were allowed to go to university and get good jobs. I was made to drop out and work for family without payment. If I questioned it, I'd get beaten or more sexual abuse.
I was raped by a cop in August 1992, who offered me a lift home, which resulted in pregnancy. My family called me a 'slut', called me 'stupid', told me I'd embarrassed the family, and offered me no support. It's almost 30 years since that happened and 30 years of bullying and harrassment by police ever since. I needed help from police in relation to a stalker (not an ex, everyone assumes) recently, police saw who I am - on their system, their bullshit starts again. 10 years ago, and my family were aware, police even confiscated my privately owned, legally owned, house, without charge, because I'd tried, again, to report the rape.
I've had relationships were it turned out they only wanted me because they thought I had money. They'd start bitching at me, 'You don't know what it's like (to suffer)'. Then they'd bash me for it.
So, yeah, "privileged" doesn't always mean life is smooth and nothing can harm you. My wealthy siblings even know I have a degenerative disability and do nothing to help or support me.