A personal story: housing scarcity and domestic violence
About a week ago, an anonymous Redditor posted her personal story to /r/canadahousing. She grew up in foster care, went to university in Vancouver but dropped out, and ended up having a hard time leaving an abusive relationship because it was so hard to find other housing. She's now living in the Interior, and struggling just to survive. It's painful to read; it's a reminder that the social safety net doesn't protect everyone, and when people get pushed out of Vancouver by lack of housing, there's a real human cost.
Upfront- I’m sorry this is long. My friends in Germany (originally from Canada) forwarded me the billboard pictures and told me about this subreddit. So I've been reading now and then. They encouraged me to join and share my personal story and views on why and how housing impacts more than just numbers and graphs and economics. I also apologise for any typing mistakes because I'm typing on a phone. I started writing this back in June and it took some time for me to sit with it.