Everytime I see depictions of “normal” households in TV/Movies/ the house always look extra clean and their belongings are new.
And everytime I see depictions of poverty, its always a house that’s filled with junk, computers are like a decade old, no food in fridge, either no car or car is barely functional.
Well, I know the media always exaggerates things, but if I had to use the media as a reference, I feel like my childhood has been closer to the poverty depiction and also life felt so “ghetto” for me (for lack of a better word). Most of the furnature was just donated by relatives or my parents picked them up from the sidewalk that somebody threw out. I had a very shitty laptop, I had no phone for a majority of highschool and therefore not have friends, house is so filled with junk and messy because frugal parents love hoarding things that they never use. Didn’t even have access to a car (in a car-centric neighborhood btw) because my parents didn’t have one until like I was in highschool, and even then it was like very shitty and the AC didn’t work (that car has since been replaced).
Also my parents never got me any toys or entertainment, I only had a shitty laptop to pirate everything. I have never, and still have not, ever watched a movie in a movie theater (which I heard was supposedly something everyone have experienced?) like every movie I’ve ever watched (pirated) is either from the 15.6 inch 1336 x 768 resolution display on the laptop that I had, or from the phones that I later got varying from the 1080 x 720 resolution 5 inch display, to the later phone with 5.5 inch 1920 x 1080 display.
My life is like 70% accurate to the sterotypical depiction of poverty except the empty fridge part, so I guess I lucked out on that.
I’m assuming this is just the standard working class childhood experience?
Maybe not a full blown slum but definitely slum adjacent up until we moved when I was in grade school. I don’t remember ever going without anything at home but my surroundings were pretty awful. I had my shoes stolen multiple times while I was riding the bus and would get chased home by older kids wanting to take my backpack and stuff or just beat me up. I remember me and the girl in my class who lived next door rushing to try and get there first every day so we could sit near the front and hopefully get off fast and get away to not get fucked with. Crime in the area was also really bad and there were a lot of break ins. The worst thing I remember was a lady up the street from us had a couple guys break into her home and they raped her in front of her kids. I think living in that environment fucked me up a little bit because I had all kinds of social issues at the new school after we moved. My brother was younger and never had to deal with any of that stuff and he turned out pretty normal.