One of my favorite pastimes when depression would kick my ass would be to scroll house listings in areas I’d love to live, but couldn’t yet afford.
Once upon time this fun activity gave me hope for the future and a reason to work harder. Y’know, if I save X amount and get a job that pays Y yearly, I’ll be able to afford a beautiful home.
Right? Well, that’s not exactly how things panned out. Between two economic crashes, a pandemic, and all of the other mess in the modern world, my favorite pastime has become a sad reminder that the one thing I’ve wanted and dreamed of is getting further and further out of reach with no end in sight.Read more on themighty.com