Part of the reason that I wanted to move away from Montreal is because I am constantly surrounded by negative, unsupportive and judging people. I’ve accepted this for the most part and having been dealing with it for quite some time:

  • When I applied to college after high school I was asked “why the fuck did you do that and who the hell do you think is going to pay for this?”
  • When I had to leave the University of Ottawa because of finances, I was called a college drop-out.
  • When I was studying to be a paralegal, I was told that I should transfer to the shorter program and become a legal secretary
  • Each time I start a new relationship I’m asked “how long will this one last?” as if 3 boyfriends in 9 years is excessive or something
  • I am constantly asked when I’m getting married and why I don’t “settle for someone” already
  • I am constantly asked how I can afford to take trips as often as I do

The point of all of this is that I do not have the support base that most of my friends do. Right now I have one friend who’s given up everything to follow her dream of becoming a chef. I have two friends who just bought condos, I have a friend who’s selling everything to move to Brazil; another, back to Australia.

Obviously, my jealous side rears its ugly head when I speak to these friends. However, I have to remind myself, time and time again, that it’s different for them. I have been on my own since 17. I can’t ask my parents to buy me a car, or cover my rent payment, nor can I “hope” to receive inheritance from any family member one day. If I fuck up my finances, that’s it — unemployment, a dirty apartment or having to crash on a friend’s couch (an infeasible possibility in the long-term)

Two things stand out from my point of view:

  • My friends have no idea how lucky they are. They speak of being afraid of having a large mortgage or ask me if I understand how scary it is to do a 180 career-wise but their choice are “risky” only in that they might fail and end up a few rungs lower on the ladder than they otherwise would have been without having taken the risk. They have a safety net that stops them from falling all the way to the bottom of the ladder and splatting on the ground
  • People who don’t necessarily know my situation are quick to judge my conservativeness. Sure, I’ll just move to NYC and be an illegal migrant; I can take an unpaid internship at a magazine. Someone else can pay the bills. What? Yeah, I’ll just buy a house. Sure. /sarcasm

Obviously I have no solution to this, nor do I have any real problem with the hand that I was dealt. I’m just a bit down lately with the news of my second friend’s condo.

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