It’s not only addicts, or people with huge amounts of debt who find themselves with nowhere to live.
I’m a mum of two. I work, I pay my rent, I clean the house and I don’t smoke, don’t party and don’t own pets.
Yes, I do have two children, which I realise is my choice. I make sure they don’t miss out on the basics: I pay my bills, they’re fed and clothed. I’ll also point out that when I had them, housing was affordable and findable – I didn’t see a crisis looming.
What I don’t have is a secure home for them. We have spent the last four years going from ‘long term’ home to ‘long term’ home – only for it to be taken away from us because the landlord has either sold it or decided to move in.
I have been in my current home for a grand total of a month, after my previous house was sold. I have just been given 42 days to leave.
I don’t blame any of the landlords. Life happens and situations change.
But I am at my wits’ end wondering why it’s so damned hard to find long term security for my children.
You see, it wouldn’t matter if I had no children, 10 children, three dogs or drank all my money away.
I would find myself in the same scenario as above. Facing homelessness. Yet again.
I reiterate – I work, I pay my bills and I take care of my own. And for whatever reason – beyond my control – I’m falling at the basic hurdle of keeping a roof over my children’s heads.
If I can find the money I need for another letting fee and use it to relocate, will I find a job in this cheaper, more accessible environment? Will I find security and a long term home? There’s no guarantee. I could end up back at square one.
Housing NZ is clearly not an option – not until one is actually facing the streets. Today I was told I can’t even apply to apply for a home – that is, get an application to get on the waiting list – until I’ve spent a few weeks getting rejection letters from rentals.
What do I do?
The system is broken, and something has to be done. With my rent payments I should be able to afford a mortgage. I should HAVE a mortgage. But with so many tenancies ended too soon, my deposit is only a quarter of what it should be.
I doubt I’m the only one who works hard and does the right things and still finds themselves in a precarious living situation.
So where does one go from here? I don’t know what the solution to the system is, but I know it’s failing everyone at the moment – tenants and landlords. It’s failing would-be homebuyers who face extra hurdles just to get a deposit together.
All I know is that I feel sick to my stomach at the thought of yet again competing with multitudes of people and potentially ending up with nowhere left to go.
I don’t know how much more of this uncertainty I can take. My kids don’t deserve this. What kind of country are we bringing our children up in that we can’t even get basic housing right?
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