Hard to be safe when week to week you don't know if you will have a roof over your head. I live in an awful area of town. I have had some awful things happen to me.
I've had to beg for money for food before and just...no bueno. No insurance for health.
Have also developed a bad, bad alcohol problem. I won't go into details here as I'm sure this is the wrong forum. But I'm just saying, everything is so difficult.
Some days I hope I don't wake up. But I do and I go on somehow.
In the summer being homeless in brutal. The heat burns you to a crisp, bugs eat you alive. It is humid and hot.
I want to go home. None of this was my idea. My boyfriend decided within two months he was going to move to Florida with a longtime female friend of his whom he said he had no desire for....though I knew she did for him. He didn't believe me and turns out I was right. That's why we got kicked out. He didn't tell her I was coming and she didn't want me there, she wanted him and lied about being ill. I didn't want to move. I was confident after his ex wife took the house back that, if given enough time, we would find a new place. And he moved within two months and left me behind for six months.
We are still together but I struggle terribly with trust. I feel he wronged me by moving a way. "Hell hath no fury...." Well, it is true. I am still angry and struggle daily. But.. we love each other and are trying. Life is just so hard.
You ever feel like just laying down and not getting up cause you're body feels so heavy from depressions? Yeah. Me
Who ever imagines they are going to be homeless? Now I understand what they go through.