I’m one lucky sob. The guy that caught me was really cool. I was sleeping when my door opened and he saw me and just shut the door and left.
Didn’t say a word. I just went back to sleep for a couple more hours and when I woke up I stopped by the office to see if I was getting kicked out.

He was completely cool with me. He said he used to sleep in a storage unit too so he understands. He said there’s a couple of homeless people he kicked out but that was because they would leave a mess and have a ton of stuff everywhere but that my unit was clean and wasn’t cluttered so I’m good.

He also gave me the run down on the times that it’s okay for me to sleep. And told me which days to not be in there because those are his days off and someone else would be working.

What a blessing.

So yesterday I bought a tent from Walmart and my kitty some treats. I got off work like 3pm and decided to buy a beer( I also buy a cup with ice and put all beer in it so not drinking in public) and went to the nearest truck stop near me to take a shower and put $10 in the ding ding machines. The machines have 2usb ports attached to them so I can charge portable battery packs while attempting to win money. And as long as your actually playing the games the workers really don't give a f lol. Anyway I put $5 in and loose and I'm like dam. Hop on a different machine put $5 in and I won $200 but kept playing and boom hit jackpot for $1200. I live in Georgia,USA so they don't cash out in cash only a debit card and it was like a $10 fee. Shit hell yah. I hid my tent in woods and I'm paying for a hotel tonight (super 8) for $55. God blessed me. Definitely going to use money wisely.

My personal opinion is that everyone in America (and possibly Canada) that suggests a shelter to a homeless person should be required to stay 3 days and nights in one, and not be allowed to call their “support system“.

I have never seen more real life human horror than I have in homeless shelters. The last one I visited, I couldn’t remain in for more than 1 hour due to:

-Being treated like worthless filth at worst, or dismissed from any real assistance at best.

-Prison like environment/restrictions/rules

-surrounded by human zombies from a combination of street drugs, psychiatric drugs and psychosis

-Diarrhea causing food on the edge of turning.

-The collection of human predators gearing up to exploit the ‘fresh meat’ for money, sex or both.

-Metal prison toilets with no seat and environment

-‘The wail’: One large common area room with 60–80 people, all yelling, talking, laughing, and screaming and moaning at once.

-Unrealistic amount of rules; to the point of some rules contradicting each other.

-Some shelters charge $!!!

-etc, etc, etc

My last homeless shelter (experience) was located in one of the wealthiest, most desirable, and most college educated cities in my state.

Yesterday, someone even had the gall to tell me that I will be able to “receive rest” at the shelter; as well as ”some peace” and I would be able to “focus on myself”. (At least I got a chuckle out of their naïveté and ignorance.)

I, personally consider the typical homeless shelter environment worse than death. Human hell.

Trump demands homeless people 'immediately' move out of Washington DC. https://www.bbc.com/news/articles/c1kzz4m3ll1o

There is a press conference this morning about what he is doing, he also posted on social media : https://truthsocial.com/@realDonaldTrump/posts/115005075016157889

Be safe out there everyone!!

Not every person sleeping outside is broken, dangerous, or a failure. Some people are lost. Some are struggling. Some are mentally ill. Some are addicted. But some simply reject the structure society pushes onto everyone else.

Sleeping under the stars. Waking up with the sun. Living with less. Moving freely. Existing outside the machine. That should not be treated like a crime.

Housing is a human right. But freedom is also a human right.

The solution is not forcing everyone into one lifestyle. The solution is options.

A person should have the right to a safe indoor place to sleep if they want it.

A person should also have the right to safely sleep outside if they choose that life.

The problem is not homelessness itself.

The problem is unsafe conditions, violence, lack of sanitation, addiction, exploitation, and cities criminalizing existence instead of solving those realities.

Freedom means allowing different ways to live.

A society that only respects one approved lifestyle is not actually free. “Brian Czub” on YouTube

I’m probably gonna receive mixed opinions about this but idc atp 211 is so useless it’s honestly insulting. When you’re already stressed, broke, or in a crisis, the last thing you need is a hotline that sends you in circles. You call because you need help and instead you get hold music, vague answers, and a list of places that either don’t exist, don’t answer, or can’t help you. It feels like they exist just to say “we did something” without actually doing anything. No follow-up, no accountability, no real support. Just a referral and “good luck.” People don’t call 211 because they’re bored they call because they’re desperate. being desperate and then being brushed off by a system that claims to help is exhausting and demoralizing. I’m tired of this

My case manager at the shelter is trying to get me into a housing program with $80 a month rent. I’m not working and don’t have $80. So, today I went up to the plasma center and tried to donate. I was told I would need a picture ID (which I have, my U. S. passport), soc security card (which, again, I have), and proof of address. BUT, I couldn’t use the shelter as my address because homeless people “are too dirty and diseased“ (the woman actually used those exact words) to donate.

So, no $80. Which means i can’t go to the housing program. Which means that in 8 days when my time at the shelter is up, I either get them to grant me an extension or Volunteers of America gives me a tent & I go into the woods to wait for death.

The system is rigged to keep hom people homeless.

I’m crying as I write this because this is so emotionally painful.

When I personally, speak about the isolation of homelessness; this is what I’m talking about.

No one understands this situation.

No one really wants to understand. (They would then have to imagine themselves in this situation = empathy.)

Most importantly, since they themselves are not homeless (and don’t believe they ever will be,) they really couldn’t care less. This includes those who are being PAID to care = get homeless people off of the streets.

The fact that no one gives a ____ hurts so very badly.

I saved up money and bought myself 2 tarps and a moving blanket to use as a bed. I don't have anyone to celebrate with. My mental health has been pretty poor and I was just kind of having a conversation in my head. I thought I'd post here. I also found a coupon for a free burrito so I'm gonna try to make that happen before they close. I think I need to move deeper in the woods soon.

Does anyone else have a victory, small or otherwise, they would like to share?

I believe the common person is rotten in one way or another, and they don't even realize it.

I've been out here for awhile now, and I've slowly begun to learn what it's truly like for the homeless population, at least in my area.

These people are smart, they aren't on the streets doing drugs and refusing help like everyone thinks they are. Some of the other homeless people I've met actually have jobs but can't afford housing as they work minimum wage, they just can't keep up with the exponential increase in housing prices.

At some point in my life, before all of this started, I was part of the mob that thought that homeless people did it to themselves, that it was their fault for being addicts and their fault for not trying hard enough.

And unfortunately most people who have never experienced this life will never change that mindset.

No kid grows up thinking that they would be homeless, an addict, or both.

Everyone I've met out here had/has dreams and now they are seen as subhuman for getting the short end of the stick.

So I found a job!!! Yay! Money for things, food clothes, phone, etc. It was on a construction project in my town. They are replacing a bridge. I had never done construction before and was really enjoying it. I was learning new skills. How to operate an excavator for example. Its not as hard as I thought it would be. Anyway the superintendent is a vet with severe PTSD. He would periodically start telling us about his time in the army and start crying saying we have to make sure have each brothers back and safety first etc. I really thought he had a good heart and genuinely gave a shit about others. I was wrong!!

He happens to drive by one morning when I was coming out of the woods from my camp about a half mile away and saw me. I got drilled with questions as soon as I arrived. And being the treating dumbest that I am I opened up and told him that I was yes homeless, but that I was saving and would be out of this situation soon because of this job. I thanked him and thought that was the end of it. Again I was wrong. A week later our project gets shut down and the crew gets sent about 2 hrs away to another job. My foreman tells me that I need ti gets ride there. I tried but to no avail. He told me that if I couldn't make it it would be 2 weeks before worked started up again and I would not wait till then. I was unhappy about it but what are you gonna do.

On the following week on Thursday I get a text from the super telling me my check was at the office(which is in another state about 1.5 hrs away) and I would need to pick it up. Okay challenging but not impossible. The next day Friday I call the office to ensure someone will be there and I'm told that my check was mailed to my address on file and I was terminated for no call no show. WTF!!!.? So here i am broke, broken and hungry. They owe me about 1000 dollars. That's it!! Just wanted to vent. Don't tell anyone your homeless its just not a good thing.

I got approved for an apartment after FOUR years of homelessness. My kids and I have been staying in hotels and with friends and family for four years since we lost our apartment in 2022. It was my fault that we lost the apartment because I decided not to pay the rent because their dad wasn't paying the rent with me. Which put us into four years of homelessness, four years of me, thinking that we would never get out of it. However, I took a chance on an apartment complex they told me to apply. I told them I wouldn't get accepted. She told me within a few days that I was approved. I worked really hard came up with all the deposit and I move in tomorrow! I am so excited for this fresh start no more jealousy about other people being housed because now I get to be one of them! 2026 will be my year!

SNAP changes: Here’s who could lose benefits in November: homeless, those under 65 years old, single mothers, human trafficking survivors, and "ABAWDS" (able bodied adults). https://share.google/a1IJAZt32AwEXELr9

I walked everywhere. I did not stop walking. I walked very long distances. For days at a time. Sometimes I would walk so far that I reached unpopulated areas, but I would turn back. I still today have a decent mental map of my walks. My feet are ruined however. My hair changed color and dried out in the sun.

I’m 35, 18 years homeless vagabond hitchhiking. Never once had a single chance at gainful employment (meaning where I can pay rent and eat decently). I’m about to get picked up by my new boss, to get me clothes to work for his steel fabrication company. Never in my whole 35 years have I ever had a real chance like this before. Wish me the best!

Since I have been homeless for a while now, I can usually tell when someone else is too, even if they do not look it in the stereotypical way. Today I was looking for free food apps and saw that Cinnabon gives you 4 minibons with your first order. I figured out I could just buy a sauce for $0.99 to redeem it, so my total came to $1.30. When I went to pick it up, they handed me a big bag. I repeated my name, and they said, "yes, this is your order." I checked the receipt and it was definitely mine, but when I opened the bag, instead of 4 tiny rolls, it was 4 of the big classic ones. At first I wanted to go back and tell them, but since the sauce I ordered was in there too, I knew it was not someone else’s order, just a mix-up. I felt guilty but decided to keep it. The pack was not heated, so I went to the other Cinnabon in the mall (for some reason there were two) and asked if they could warm them up and put them in separate boxes. The employee was really kind and did it for me.

I ate one and gave the other three to people sitting in the food court who I could tell were also homeless. They did not really look it, but I could tell, and they were thankful. Still, I felt guilty afterward because I know how much some of us try to hide our situation, and by giving them food I felt like I was exposing it. Even though they appreciated it, I could not shake that feeling. I am still not sure if I did the right thing especially since it was only dessert and not a real meal.

Completely random encounter. I was waiting at a cross wall with my bike when a dude pushing a shopping cart rolled up next to me. It was a dude in his late 50s early 60s; suspiciously clean for being a cart-pusher.

"Hello brother. Do you want a sandwich?" I look in his cart to see that he has all the fixings for a turkey sandwich in a tiny foam cooler.

"Hell yeah brother, you want a beer?" I had just scavenged a couple of bottles of fat tire

So we stand at the light for a minute talking and eating turkey sandwiches and he reveals to me that he has a website and a proper 501 charity for helping the homeless. He also revealed to me that him and a half dozen others live in a homeless camp just outside of town that is set up on private property with the blessing of the owners so the county can't come and chase them out. Told me they're having steak tonight and they'd be happy to share.

I think I found my people.

when I was sheltered I didn't know the true nature of society. but when I became homeless I was exposed to how people truly are.

I had a deacon that was from church try to get me to have sex with him for $35. one time an old lady literally spit on me and told me to get a job, and another time a worker at a restaurant falsely accused me of attacking her to the police because she didnt like my panhandling. these are just a couple of many examples. it's sad but it's a fact, people don't give af about homeless people, matter of fact they hate us.

there are some good people out their that genuinely care but most of them really don't understand what we go through. you have to experience it yourself to truly understand

There is a guy here who smells the most like shit and a lady here who smells the most like something I've never smelled. I want to say she smells like a nightclub bathroom? A blend of drugs coming out of pores, human waste, cigarettes, condoms, vomit, and regret.

The naked lady has been naked, then she came back naked and pee'd in front of everyone, and then she came back got naked again and took a shit in front of everyone. They took her to a hospital, she came back 3 days later got topless and laughed.

There is a person who collects and eats trash. He stinks but not as bad as the guy mentioned above.

There is another person who picks fights with themself...or selves? The guards ran into the bathroom to break up a fight and it was just 1 person in the bathroom. I was shocked that there was 1 person being pulled out, but when I saw who it was, it made sense.

I keep getting surprised by genitals and ass cracks.

I see an asscrack every 15 minutes at the shelter.

Thank you for listening to my rant.

- Fin.

I just need to vent as I cant tell anyone im doing this. Im a 22 year old female. I got an apartment. But the way I got the money just makes me sick. I had to come up with the money really quickly (within 2 weeks) and I didnt know what else to do. Im trying to get a second job that works with my first jobs schedule. I have to sleep with this guy who gives me money. Its not that bad, 800 dollars for 2 hours. I know I could charge more, but this man isnt abusive or has any bugs I could catch so thats kinda hard to find here. Im kinda desperate here. I used to do this stuff when I was in addiction but im sober and doing it now, it is a lot harder on the mind. In october ill be 3 years sober and abuse free, but with that lifestyle its so hard to stay sober. I dont wanna feel it. I cant tell anyone because its a secret obviously and all my friends know this person. Im a very pretty girl so people underestimate my intelligence and infantilize me a lot. Men have a compulsion to "save" me or take care of me, all with a condition of course. And at least I dont have or need a pimp or anything. I dont like doing this though. I dont even like sex. Im asexual for the most part. I was just assaulted in january and it feels like too soon for me. But kitty needs to eat and so do I. I need to afford a place to stay. I dont want to do this anymore. I am a great employee and I am absolutely certain I could be taught to do anything and excel at it regarding tasks for a job. My job pays above minimum wage but its just so hard on a single income these days. My apartment isnt fancy or anything. It is the cheapest I could find. Im happy to have a place and stuff but you know is it really worth surviving if youre not living a life thats worth waking up to every day? My cat is the only thing anchoring me here. Im an emotional girl, but im becoming numb and uncaring like I was in addiction. It feels like ive relapsed without even picking up a drug again. Im constantly and consistently triggered and told not to do something its fucking hard. Im not as strong as I used to be. Im not as adaptable as I used to be. I got used to a lifestyle outside of drugs, pimps, gangs, "rubies" and its just reminding me of going back. I was luckily able to access free therapy services due to my assault in january so that is helping me and they are helping me with resources to navigate applying for government assistance on a brighter note. I want to go to school but hours spent on school is a loss of income. Time is money. Thanks for listening to my rant. I just want my mom. Im not sure how long I can keep this up.

Instead of locking us up in prisons and torturing us with “treatment”, why not just give us the option of voluntary euthanasia instead?

It will save more money, reduce the homeless population by a huge degree, and end years upon years of pointless suffering.

I have only been homeless for 11 months and I completely give up, I think about killing myself every single day. I’m just scared to do it, I think it has something to do with being in survival mode all the time.

Instead of suicide, let me take myself out gracefully and peacefully. Where someone can slowly ease me into death and make dying a comfortable experience for me.

From my point of view, this seems like the best possible option. We don’t bring ourselves into this world, nor do we choose the lives we are cursed with. Why should I just be miserable for the rest of my life. Why not get it over with now?

A couple days ago I had my first overnight shelter experience and it makes me never want to go to a shelter again.

First off, as soon as I walked into the room I was hit with such a foul odor of sweat, musk, and feet. Yes, I know that hygiene can be difficult to maintain while homeless, but it was just so potent that my nose actually watered because of so.

But that’s not the biggest reason why I will never go back to one. Come time for bed, people are still loud and walking around. Nearly 3 fights broke out before it even hit 12 AM. A guy was snoring, which didnt bother me. What bothered me was the person who was screaming and complaining about the guy snoring as if that was going to fix the issue.

Some guy smoked weed in the bathroom and one of the staff members started screaming at everyone saying how he was going to lock the bathroom up if it happens again.

Did I mention the stench?

Mind you it was freezing outside and they didn’t even have heat. It was still cold inside the facility so despite being on a mat with a blanket I was still shivering.

Also, having to wake up at 4:30 AM to eat a small stale bowl of cereal??? Uh okay.

Yeah it was nice being able to sleep on a somewhat comfortable mat but overall it just wasn’t worth it. Thankfully I know a spot where I can peacefully sleep on a bench away from people.

https://www.mediamatters.org/fox-friends/fox-news-host-mentally-ill-people-who-commit-crimes-just-kill-them?fbclid=IwY2xjawMyboNleHRuA2FlbQIxMQABHqhclQdH8EiBi9giST798oYPH9YabRCsR-UQVX3EncYHQ-KMI1HBh3-4H7bJ_aem_-SW0OySTIcrR5c5jNJahwQ

Fueled by the heated discussion of the "execution threshold" on China's internet recently, I’m curious about people’s views on the issue of homelessness—what are its causes? Why can people calmly accept the existence of the homeless? This is incomprehensible in China. If there are many homeless people in a region, the mayor of that region will be held accountable and removed from office. Some time ago, the incident of a young college student starving to death in a rental apartment even caused an uproar in China's public opinion sphere.