Oh man, I'm tired. I'm tired of the endless emails from my ever-optimistic girlfriend. The ones with links to real estate listings of rundown, two-bedroom, inner-city dives that neither of us really want to live in and, together, we can't actually afford.

I'm tired of the weekends spent travelling from one underquoted property to the next, only to be left feeling like an idiot when an auction opens above what would have been our final limit. I'm tired of the car trips back to our rented home, with my hopeful girlfriend talking about how the next property might be the one where we can raise some kids together.

'I'm tired of the weekends spent travelling from one underquoted property to the next, only to be left feeling like and idiot when an auction opens above what would have been our final limit.' Credit:Greg Newington

I'm tired of explaining to my peers how negative gearing works, and then explaining why allowing investors to speculate on the housing market is to the detriment of our generation. I'm tired of the politicians who have consistently avoided addressing Australia's housing affordability issue over the past decade.

I'm frustrated by the affordability studies commissioned by the government that recommend an adjustment or cessation of negative gearing, only for the same politicians who commissioned the report to ignore these recommendations.