I live in social housing (council). I used to be an owner occupier with the ex.
That was how I was bought up to be coming from an "affluent family which was extremely dysfunctional and damaging"
People who lived in social housing when I was growing up were looked down on by my family and extended circles we walked in.
I always say it was emotional poverty I was bought in. The thought of one day being happy living in social housing I would have laughed at.
I do live in a cosmopolitan small city, which means there isn't the denigration here you see in big cities.
I fled abuse with 4 now adult children 23 years ago. Funnily enough, the date is this weekend as I write.
We went through the fires of hell in the aftermath. We finally got this place, in 2003, after fleeing in 2000 after 2 and half years of hidden homelessness.
Some of us have been through hell to get our housing. My children had to spend a period in care (they had never even had a s.w before). I had people saying I was lucky to get our home, as even back then, it was hard to get social housing.
I would retort, "You want my story. My size home is so I can bring my children home. " Silence then. We went through the whole system of this country. Nothing was handed to me on a plate. I had a fight (that took my health) of my life to get everything sorted..
You can't judge without knowing the situation someone is in, is what I'm saying. Where I live, the housing is mixed in around privately owned. That was how this city was rebuilt after the war. The diversity works here