I never thought I’d be priced out of London, the city I was born and raised in, but that’s exactly what happened. My story isn’t unique. The housing crisis has left thousands of Londoners, just like me, facing the same impossible choice every day. The difference is, I was lucky enough to find my way back.
At 19, a breakdown at home meant I suddenly needed to find somewhere else to live. I had a stable job in finance, earning what most people would see as a decent salary. Yet even a modest one-bedroom flat near Clapham Junction, my childhood home, was completely out of reach. No guarantor, impossible deposits. London was simply unaffordable.
I ended up in Essex, renting a small flat for £580 a month, now unimaginable unless you’re fortunate enough to win the social housing lottery. Moving away meant losing vital connections with family and friends and forced me into long costly commutes to work every day. I felt pushed out, as if the city I loved was no longer meant for me.
After five years in Essex, I moved to Gravesend and spent a few months in a hostel, juggling part-time work, study and a career change. With support from New Horizon Youth Centre and Clarence Estates, I secured a subsidised studio flat in Hackney. But even then, the property was a temporary solution; while offering stability, it wasn’t suitable for a young man living alone and preparing for a more independent co-parenting arrangement with twin boys.
Along the way, I had to learn how housing systems worked just to survive. I became my own advocate, even earning two qualifications from the Chartered Institute of Housing to better navigate a system meant to offer basic stability. That knowledge is now vital in my freelance youth work, supporting young people facing housing insecurity. I’ve also worked with care leavers in residential settings, helping them build the skills needed for independence.
I’ve long since left the finance world, and now work in the voluntary sector, supporting families within a hospital setting by providing them with temporary accommodation while their children receive treatment. Despite finally finding stable housing through key-worker status in an A2Dominion Housing Association property, I continue to balance various roles, simply to make ends meet. My reality isn’t uncommon. Many Londoners I speak to, especially young people, share this constant anxiety around housing and financial insecurity.