Hi peeps,
Hope you are all doing well
This is a vent post, so feel free to skip over this one:
I may have mentioned it here earlier, but my mom and I have to move by the end of August, as we are being priced out of where we currently live.
We have been living here almost 20 years, so this will be a big change.
There has been a lot of turmoil the past few months— packing, donating, and searching for a place to live.
Well, over the weekend we found a new place that seems great— even amidst the housing crisis in our city.
The lease was drawn up, everything was set to go— that is, until my mom finds a different place for $200 less that she wants to check out instead.
I can’t deal with the uncertainty of where we’re going to be living anymore— the move is stressful enough, and now she wants to see a new property.
I don’t think she understands how the rental market works, let alone how much grief and stress this is causing me.
I just want to know where we’ll be living— it’s bad enough we have to move, but now this is ridiculous.
Symptoms are ramped up and I am literally popping propranolol like it’s no one’s business.
I don’t fuucking know what to do anymore. I have told her she’s being ridiculous and how this is affecting me— bad sleep, anxious days and nights, the flaring up of symptoms. She seems to not care that much— instead trying to find the best deal in a housing market where everything is inflated and quantity/quality is scarce.
Like, I get trying to find somewhere a little less expensive, but we don’t exactly have the luxury of choice at this point— we have to be out of here in a month and a half.
Maybe I’m the ridiculous one, I don’t know.
Thanks for reading.