simply talking with friends about the possibility of taking control over our housing has made me feel hella better about the rent increase on my apartment. one of the reasons that i get so upset every time that i get bad news from a landlord is that it often seems as though there is no end in sight, as though i will never be able to make a home without someone else having supreme power over the situation.
i’ve spent a lot of time at my house these past several days, and done a better job of keeping it tidy than i usually bother with. look how cozy my bedroom is! a consideration: living alone has been an investment in my mental health. i’d even say it was cheaper than therapy, but i can’t, because i get that for free at the university.