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My aunt paid off her house in 2011.
Threw a party. Cried happy tears. Said she finally owned something in this world.
Property taxes were $3,200 a year back then.
Today they’re $9,800.
HOA went from $180 a month to $440.
Homeowners insurance doubled after the storms in her area.
She’s 71 on a fixed income writing three checks every month on a house she already paid for.
She told me last week she’s thinking about selling.
The house she spent 30 years paying off.
The house she cried over.
Because she can’t afford to stay in something she owns.
You never really own it.
You just run out of people to pay and find new ones.
You pay into Social Security your whole life.
Get $1,400 a month back if you’re lucky.
Your employer offers a 401k but only matches 3%.
You can’t afford to contribute more than that because rent is due.
So you match the 3%.
Watch inflation eat half of it.
Watch the market crash right before you retire.
Watch Congress debate cutting the Social Security you already paid into.
Watch the senator having that debate collect a full government pension for life after one term.
There was never a plan to take care of you.
There was only a plan that needed you to believe there was.
My dad had a stroke last year.
Ambulance: $7,200.
ER visit: $51,000.
Insurance covered: $14,000.
He owed: $44,200.
He has insurance.
Has had it for 33 years. Never missed a payment.
He’s 70 years old negotiating a payment plan for surviving.
This isn’t a glitch.
This is how the American healthcare system works.
My friend asked me to pretend to be his girlfriend for a family dinner because his ex was going to be there. I said yes mostly as a joke. But the moment we walked in, he held my hand like he meant it.
His family loved me. His mom hugged me, his cousins teased him. And every time I laughed, he’d look at me like he forgot this was fake.
When it was over, we sat in the car quiet for a minute. Then he said, “You were too good at that.” I smiled and said, “You were too.”
A week later, he texted, “So… when’s our next fake date?” And somehow, we never stopped pretending.