So i live in a small country with very american style economy, i am new to adult life and am mow apartment hunting with my partner, almost every bone in my body is telling me to go to the only river we have in this country and build a treehouse there to live in and write poetry in for the rest of my inevitably short existance. Buuut, every square cemtimeter of this place is either owned, illegal for me to live in in one of seven ways and more realistically just too fucking expensive to afford with a minimum wage(that exists here at least to the point where no one pays less). I have only a partial highschool education and have wasted my last three years in the army twoing plains with people i hated, so no resume/portfolio/skillz. I feel utterly helpless and want to just build a treehouse and live on mushrooms i grow in buckets but my partner is bent on living in the second most expensive city here where we can walk to our relatives' houses and our traumatic dog can't take a walk to save its life. I am venting andbi apologise but if there is any advice on how to actually circumvent the shit that is talked on here and on the sub at large i would love to read it.

Why tf did they have to kill off the lions man i wanted to compete in a balanced natural enviorment where i would most probanly be killed by cold or an animal i can see, now i gotta worry about being spiritually broken and wasted by a money laundering machine that forces me to paddle it to barely manage drowing by the time it should all implode.