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My parents gave me an inheritance, but I chose to throw it away.

Throwing all the money in the trash.

There is a trigger warning here for verbal abuse.

Six years ago, my father came to me and offered to buy me a house,

advising that due to my situation then, I would never be able to afford one on my own.

My now wife and I were creative university students renting in a

poorly constructed mid-century cottage. By the way, this comes from user Dry Text 427, and I'm Dakota.

I'm Carly. And we are here to give you good advice goofily, despite how many rashes we have.

But we don't have all the answers. But we only know what we do.

If you do something different, just let us know in the comments. Originally, the plan was to build

a small dwelling on the family farm. But all parties thought that was a poor choice. So we chose

a different path. My father advised that the house he proposed to buy would be my inheritance. He would put money into the

deposit and buy it for me and my wife, and we would pay off the remaining mortgage, council

rates, and associated bills. Further to this, we would need to buy out the remainder of the

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