Today my parents and I were watching a commercial for a new show in which people build treehouses as vacation homes. This is a concept that really strikes a personal nerve with me. How dare these people be able to carelessly purchase for themselves second or even third homes for themselves while there are people like me who are trapped with the decision to either stay in an abusive household or literally sleep on the street. So I said out loud, “look at these people with multiple, expensive houses, I just want one tiny house”. To which my father replied, “you can do it too, just work harder.” And I’ve never been angrier in my life. I stared daggers at him and yelled “that must be easy for you to say, you’re healthy enough where that privilege is available to you.” He was speechless. Not a single peep.
I hate everything.