My scars from being raised by a struggling single mother during the Bush Recession, and the recent Trump Presidency run deep and have shaped me into a secretly bitter pessimist pursuing a minimalist lifestyle. I spent my twenties believing that the secret to happiness was "don't get married, don't have children, don't own a home, just survive and live in peace." My time living in a small apartment in DC was the most fun I've had in my life, though adult age has cooled me from the attraction to "nightlife," which is propped up by alcohol.
My attitude has gotten better now that Trump is out of the White House. My hair has stopped falling out, I've eliminated my student loans, and I have one year left of interest-free payments on my hybrid vehicle. Life is feeling really
My mother and workplace mentors pressure me to start caring about real estate. My soon to be girlfriend doesn't want children but also has a dream of retiring via real estate, though she, like me, has done no research. Getting a home in a diverse Blue area like Houston is starting to seem attractive.
But after that damned recession, seeing California burning, Texas increasingly desertifying, and Florida sinking, why would I ever want to own more than one
home? Why do I have to participate in this ecologically destructive bubble? Why can't I just build a Roth IRA, an employer 401K (also a Roth,) and maybe invest in green energy? Are there ethically sound real estate markets, like YIMBY affordable housing (see Comcast/Universal Studios investment in Florida Housing?)