From my perspective, my parents tumble from one financial nightmare to the next. Partly because of well-intentioned care for me in my youth, but i'm not taking full credit for all i've seen.
When i was young they moved out of the city increasing their daily commute by 20km each way and person (1 by car, the other by train).
Not just any house, but a ww1 era farmers house with castle-like wall thickness, a 200m^2 paved court out front, a 300m^2 garden in the back and a bloody half-derelict BARN they ended up using as garage, renting out one half to a local farmer to stash his combine harvester.
So, obviously they couldn't pay for that outright and took out some loan or other and engaged in various half-hearted home-improvement ventures (which usually ended by calling a professional and paying him.)
Also my father had co-signed a contract with one of his relatives, related to opening a store in Berlin. Turned out they didn't have a clue about managing a store and went bankrupt with financial ties attached to my parents.
Then we moved into a different town, slightly closer to the city but somehow keeping each of their commutes intact. The house there was owned by my grand-uncle at the time, and my parents moved in on a hire-purchase contract. Only it turned out there was a clause in that contract over 75.000€ to be demanded at will, which they had "talked about" never being used.
After my grand-uncle (93 at the time!) married a "young" immigrant woman (67) it barely took a year for him to demand his money to build / renovate a house in her home country, Hungary, for her own grown up children to live in.
Just a few months after that disaster struck, my father was sent to the US, Alabama, to help a supplier of his employer get their issues straightened out. Ended up staying longer than planned, then was hired by the company over there and BOUGHT A FUCKING HOUSE - and of course to go along with that house, he "needed" a new, gigantic, gallon-guzzling American SUV. He's been back in Germany for 5 years now and the place is STILL unoccupied, neither sold nor rented out ("too much work", "don't want responsibilities of landlord"). I dare not ask about the car, it's probably gathering dust in a garage somewhere as well.
They both drink, smoke, are overweight, around 60 years old, still carry debt from all they way back (though refinanced to a cheaper rate at least) and do not plan to change either of these.
Did i mention my father's in the car industry, made his way through the ranks and the car still gets hauled to the car workshop every time something's off - or even just to change from winter to summer tires.
Luckily i have failed to pick up excess weight, smoking and outside of my depressed phase have good grasp on my drinks as well.
work/career/money wise i have come out in a strange place. Maybe because i've become aware of my parents financial troubles very early, seen (or not seen - daycare until i was 8, then took care of myself after school and the TV became my new parents) them work all their life and get nowhere.
I'm happy i found this blog a few weeks ago and for the first time embark on a journey into proper adult life with positive outlook ahead.