I’ve been crying on and off over the last few days (think it’s hormonal tbh)
I seem to get a lot of comments from wider family, friends and colleagues about renting, flats and the area I live in. It’s really getting on top of me and making me really hate life at the moment.
I was sexually abused by my mothers boyfriend when I was growing up. I ran away at 16 and lived with a boyfriend to escape this.
After I broke up with that boyfriend I’ve been renting ever since which has basically killed any chance of saving for a house deposit. I didn’t get any qualifications so I’ve only in the last 2 years received a wage higher than NMW.
I get told I would NEVER rent it’s such a waste of money.
Have I never thought of moving into a house instead of a flat?
Oh you live in bad part of the city I’ve heard it’s a bit rough there.
All of these people own houses via parent deposit gift or part gift and living at house rent free until 25+.
I don’t begrudge them being more fortunate then me. But it really astounds me that they don’t seem to understand their good luck. Yes they work hard but so do I.
This is just a rant really. I want to snap out of this sulky teary mood but I can’t seem to.