Today I woke up with the feeling of dread. Sheer anxiety in the face of the new economic crisis

I felt so alone. My parents were fighting in the other room about nothing as usual. I shut the door thinking to myself "is this all there will ever be? A house in a rundown neighbourhood infested with criminals, the worst of which live right next to us and made our life hell?"
I've worked so hard. I've been patient. Now all the money we've been saving AGAIN amounts to nothing in the face of the new crisis. And now the company I work for is not permitting us to apply for an amazing opportunity open to healthcare worker in my country that could solve a lot of my family's financial issues. My dad says "just a few more years then. It's okay". But what if the next few years just mean more closed doors? The political situation is pretty unstable. Something inside me wants me to hurry up and leave before this place drowns me.