Everytime I see depictions of “normal” households in TV/Movies/ the house always look extra clean and their belongings are new.
And everytime I see depictions of poverty, its always a house that’s filled with junk, computers are like a decade old, no food in fridge, either no car or car is barely functional.
Well, I know the media always exaggerates things, but if I had to use the media as a reference, I feel like my childhood has been closer to the poverty depiction and also life felt so “ghetto” for me (for lack of a better word). Most of the furnature was just donated by relatives or my parents picked them up from the sidewalk that somebody threw out. I had a very shitty laptop, I had no phone for a majority of highschool and therefore not have friends, house is so filled with junk and messy because frugal parents love hoarding things that they never use. Didn’t even have access to a car (in a car-centric neighborhood btw) because my parents didn’t have one until like I was in highschool, and even then it was like very shitty and the AC didn’t work (that car has since been replaced).
Also my parents never got me any toys or entertainment, I only had a shitty laptop to pirate everything. I have never, and still have not, ever watched a movie in a movie theater (which I heard was supposedly something everyone have experienced?) like every movie I’ve ever watched (pirated) is either from the 15.6 inch 1336 x 768 resolution display on the laptop that I had, or from the phones that I later got varying from the 1080 x 720 resolution 5 inch display, to the later phone with 5.5 inch 1920 x 1080 display.
My life is like 70% accurate to the sterotypical depiction of poverty except the empty fridge part, so I guess I lucked out on that.
I’m assuming this is just the standard working class childhood experience?
Growing up, I lived a lower middle class life. Now, I can only eat once or twice a day and still pay my bills. My parents are in the process of a divorce and selling the house and when that’s done I’ll be homeless.
My life has never been like the image of poverty, but money has been very tight my whole life. We live in a rundown and neglected suburb, but it’s certainly not a ghetto or slum. I did get some toys growing up and played in sport leagues and very rarely went on trips to places. After I turned 10, money got way tighter for my family and most of my comfort and luxury has come from working and buying my own stuff. Luckily my parents are too prideful to shake me down for money which is normal for other poor parents to do to their kids around here.
I don’t think there’s too much a middle class person has experienced that I haven’t, but I’ve spent my adult life so far by spending as little on my day to day as possible so I can afford to go out and enjoy life. Last week, I went to a fancy indoor gokart place and ate at a restaurant after with some friends and another day I went to street festival. This week, I’ve eaten 7 times total and haven’t gone anywhere. Eventually I’ll leave this overpriced shit hole, but I’m trying to hunker down and not shake anything up while The Orange Emperor reigns.