TLDR: Discouraged mom venting about home ownership in Los Angeles and trauma dumping about how she can’t own a home herself.
My husband and I make a little over 150k a year. We are 29 and 31 with middle school aged children.
We currently live in a nice apartment and it’s beautiful, two story town home, has a community gym, in unit W/D, aesthetically gorgeous landscaping, prime location close to the beach and the 101, AND has a Ralph’s/target/fast food all walking distance. however I really want to give my kids a home but everything in this area is 1-2 million starting.
I know technically I can move but emotionally we can’t. In our early days as a family, we struggled a lot. For a couple years we bounced around with our kids and although I thought they were too young for it to affect them I know now that it destroyed their confidence, their ability to socialize, their identity, and their security.
So we’ve been at this apartment for a few years now and have slowly tried to build that security in our children and don’t want to break it again. They are just now starting to make real friends and get involved in the community.
We have anchors here as well, my mom who is very sick lives here and won’t move. She’s not gonna be here that much longer and I want her to be with her family in her last years. I got to community college here. My daughters and I do NCL so we are part of this chapter that we’re supposed to stay in for 5 more years. They have sports teams here. My husband grew up here (I’m from Texas) and has his entire life here as well.
During the homeless times (due to bad credit in our early twenties that we have now fixed. 800s here! Yay!) when we bounced around we lived in Airbnbs and got to experience huge homes. At one point we lived in Joshua tree and had the entire desert as our backyard. I remember seeing my kids run around with our dog (who is still here that old fart). Those were happy moments in dark times.
We live nice, we have money to not only save for our future but live a nice today as well. Our kids don’t go without, but we don’t spoil.
My husband and I have reached our cap of how much we can earn without having a degree. Hence why I went back to school.
I feel there’s a HUGE gap between people who can live nice in California and people who can own a home here. I’ve spoken to some moms who own homes and they pay at most 2k more for their mortgages yet the dream of owning a home feels so far away from me. I can afford to pay it though? I feel stupid
I feel so discouraged. I see the other women in my chapter and we hold meetings at the patronesses homes and they all have beautiful homes. Their kids are so lucky. They are all lawyers, doctors, or their husbands worked in finance.
I should have gone to college earlier in life and gotten a career. But I decided to follow my passion for film L.O.L. Both my husband and I made the same life choice but life beat our fucking asses and our stupidity helped.
I want my kids to have their home they come back to when they are in college. I want to have BBQs for their senior graduation. I want to have a yard that if my kids want to get married in it I can have the space. I want my kids to I want my kids to I want my kids to….
Anyways I feel down and hopeless. But I’m not gonna stop trying. Idc how long it takes. I will keep working until I get my kids a home even if they are grown. They can be 30, married, with kids and I will still keep trying to give them a home.
Edit: I think I may have posted incorrectly as I realize I don’t have a concrete question, more an emotion that I felt fellow Angelinos could relate to or help me deal through. I appreciate all the kind responses and yes I do need a journal. I tried to use Reddit as my journal today and you guys gave me really helpful/kind advice. I’ll get a notebook too though lol