I’m 29. Married. Working in tech. Saving since I was 21. Never partied hard. Never wasted money. Did everything “by the book.”
And yet… I can’t breathe. Rent is insane. Groceries feel like luxury. Trying to start a family, and I’m terrified just thinking about daycare costs.
My parents had half my salary, and lived twice as well. I don’t want to leave my country. I love it. But it’s starting to feel like my country doesn’t love me back.
I’m not here to complain — just needed to let this out. And if anyone else feels like they’re drowning while everyone around them is “thriving” on Instagram — just know you’re not alone.
I stopped waiting for things to get better. I found a small digital system that runs quietly from my phone — no showing my face, no selling anything. It won’t make me a millionaire, but it gave me room to breathe.
Not sharing this to brag. Just in case someone out there needs that first step too:
Hang in there. You deserve better than this stress.
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