Every time that I have been homeless, I have learned something about myself and those around me. I have learned what compassion is and I have also learned about people’s fears and judgments. Though I am not a panhandler, there are many people who have reached out to me to try to help me in any way that they could and I am extremely grateful. For those who have biased opinions and like to judge others, all I can say is there but for the grace of god go I.
With the way this country spends on things, most of us are just a paycheck away from losing our homes, large or small – whatever they might be. I have made this pact on my current journey of homelessness, that I will save more money next time and learn to do without.
I figure it this way, the year is only half way through and I still have six months left to prove that I can have a permanent/semi-permanent by the time winter rolls around in November. Right now the above picture is going to be where I will probably be sleeping and I have to live with that. I have to realize that it’s not anyone’s fault, it’s just the way that it is and that I must accept it and not think that it makes me a horrible person.
We all have our strengths and our weaknesses, I am going through a moment of weakness, it isn’t the first and it won’t be the last.
The greatest thing that I have learned over the year is that you have to stop worrying and just let it ride. It will be what it will be, everything will be fine in the end. I can’t control every aspect of everything right now, as I succeed more I will gain more control over my life and become what is considered “normal”.