Tell me about it: I'm a grown man and legit broke down into a sobbing fit after visiting the house I grew up in a few years ago and it was pretty much gone. Roof gone, siding gone, even the fir tree in front of the house is gone. I may not have had a stellar childhood but... That was my home for most of my life, you know? We knew it likely wouldn't last since we couldn't afford to take care of the house the way it needed when we lived there but that doesn't make it hurt any less.

The only house still left on my block in Brightmoor is my neighbor's house and his house looks like it's falling down, too. He's still living in it as well because all of us were just barely making it.

I wish I made FAANG money. After taking care of my own debts I wanted to buy our build as many houses for my block as I could and then just let people stay in them no matter how much it costed me ("a fool and his gold are easily separated" and whatnot). I know it's stupid but the one thing I always wanted growing up was just for someone- anyone- to come in and say "we can't treat people like this" and help without considering the business value of helping. So many people spend so much time thinking about how to help (rightfully so) that nobody ACTUALLY ends up helping.