Anecdotal, sure, but each time I had a house of my own (3), I made it a point to help new families of marginalized communities by preferring to rent to them vs the privileged applicants, and for below market. My favorite contractor was their direct contact, and I maintained a 30x20 veggie garden out front for public enjoyment (mostly the household, but everyone was welcome), etc.
That said, I’ve only recently overcome houselessness for the second time in my life (never an addict, no legal troubles, et al, so be kind in your reflex), and have known real real life between those and beyond.
I’m one of you as y’all are one of me. We’re all getting fucked by bigger leeches and they’re pushing (y)our narrative.
Ask yourself: who profits from this perspective? 🥲
You can’t possibly think how you behaved is even close to the norm. In fact, I think most landlords would mock you and call you an idiot for leaving money on the table.
Yes, corporate landlords are a much worse problem, and yes, sometimes individual landlords can be ok.
Doesn’t change anything, the entire system is fucked.
I’m sorry that you’re in a place in your life that engenders such bitterness and saps your hope, fellow poor, but that’s simply not the case. In fact, around that time I not only had neighbors who did the same, but was also very active in a global community that aimed to bring similar to the world around us.
So no, your inner imaginary hell did not exist for me, and I strongly urge you to cut out that cancerous mindset before it eats even more of you away. 🙇🏼♂️
Yeah whatever you have to tell yourself. You’re one of the “good ones.”
It’s ok because you didn’t profit that much
Still scraping off those redderp habits, I see. How old aren’t you? 😚
How old aren’t you?
I can tell by the tone that this was meant to be snarky, but I can’t figure out for the life of me how exactly?
Would you like me to list for you all of the ages I’m not?
