Has anyone here ever been homeless?
What was it like? How'd you end up in that situarion? How'd you manage your way out of it?
Monitoring this thread because I will be homeless in the future.
I was homeless as a teen. My situation at home was shit so I had to run away even if I had no idea what I was doing. I couldn't go to those homeless shelters because I was underage so I slept under these stairs that lead to a basement of some church. It wasn't so bad to me, I didn't really care, just incredibly bored. The hardest part as that I had no idea where to get food. I stole stuff from grocery stores everyday until I found this one place that grave free food to homeless people at night about a week in. I was homeless for about a month and then I tried to commit suicide. Didn't work and I ended up the mental health system for a long time, and that's how I got out of being homeless, by going to a mental ward.
I was homeless for about 1 month.
Got kicked out for being an angry asshole and a useless NEET. I knew I was on the verge of being kicked out before hand so I staked out a few locations to sleep as well as the location of every water fountain and tree with edible fruit int he area.
When It finally came I just wandered around spending all the money I had saved up in my account on luxury food because I was planning to kill myself by jumping off a tall building or slitting my wrists.
Unfortunately I couldn't do it seeing as I am a pussy and a failure at everything I attempt to embark on, including ending my own life.
The rest of the time was spent wandering around in a sleep deprived state where my mind began to change. I felt more in touch with reality and my creativity but also exhausted and miserable. I began to see and experience very strong visions and delusions and felt an overriding compulsion to sit still and not move because it felt like the very act of expending energy was a terrible sin.
I eventually got put in a half-way house where I could sleep until I got NEET bux and a housing voucher for the apartment where I currently rot away in solitude.
Lol that other person isn't me. No, I was put in there a long time ago. I've been out for over 2 years. And to your other question, I drank a lot of bleach but just ended up hurting myself real bad. I was a kid and didn't know it wouldn't kill me. I drank a lot too but it wasn't strong enough to kill me I guess.
I was as a kid for a time because my dad was a carpenter and the recession rekt him really hard. He made a copy of our apartment key so for about the first month we would sneak into our old home at night and sleep in sleeping bags in the empty rooms then sneak out early in the morning. For awhile after that we'd spend our nights in a tent at a local camp ground and if we couldn't afford that we slept in the car. Eventually my dad was stable enough to where we could afford to stay in a seedy motel room most nights. I feel really sad when I think of it because my dad tried so hard to be a good father through all that but he was still pretty shit at times. The situation was crap overall.
My parents never gave or give a shit about me and thus never saved any money for college for me.
That apartment was given to me via a housing voucher for the rehabilitation agency I work for.
>all done college
>need to find an apt cuz cant live in dorms any more
>bf at the time goes to live with his mom
>end up living out of my car for about a month or two, saving up money to get my own place
>shower at gyms/truck stops, slept in car in large parking lots or fields over night
>eventually bf's mom lets me live at her place with him for a little bit
>have enough to get own place within a week after that
I'm lucky it was during the summer.
Is it yours tho? Or are you allowed to live there?
My dad never cared about me either. Before giving me my apartment he tried to push me to suicide once to get rid of me.
But that doesn't matter now
No, I'm not successful at all. Keep in mind I didn't even get past 9th grade, I don't have a high school diploma or a GED. I'm a NEET due to my mental illnesses and history of being incarcerated in the mental ward. Despite being forced into this life by being deemed too unhealthy to work the government gives me basically nothing to live off. My life is still shit and I want to die everyday and would kill myself if I was confident my one friend would forget about me, but I think it would hurt her, even if a little bit.
My grandfather's been dead since I was a wee lad. We eventually did move in with my grandmother and stayed with her for years but it was even worse in some ways because her and my dad had a very strained relationship. She ended up evicting him two weeks after I left for college since I was pretty much the only reason she was letting us stay there.
>said bf cheats on me, dumps me, and kicks me out of apt
>go live in dingy apt across town
>month to month lease and the landlord is a scuzz
>no hours at shitty job, barely making bills and rent
>decides 2 months in that he's going to sell the place
>gives me the boot
>already dirt broke from barely keeping up
>credit is terrible, all these apt keep rejecting me
>live off a friend's couch for a couple of weeks
>old roommate from college contacts me
>empty room for rent at his place
>live there for about 8 months
>got a better job, better pay, second job on top of that
>working hard, making pretty good muns
>have my own place now
Do NOT sleep directly on the ground. It will suck all of the heat out of you and you'll wake up and barely be able to move.
Find some cardboard or ANYTHING you can put between you and the ground.
well at least you were born attractive enough for girls not to get repulsed or disgusted by you but actually find you pleasing to look at. That's one thing you are superior in than me.
I was at one time, it was the best feeling of my life I hitched rides when I could and toured all over the country. I belonged no where, I had a unlimited sense of freedom. I got there by being a drug addict but I got over it by being reminded of what it did to the other homeless people I was around.
Map out the places where there is cheap food?
Start creating a kit
It's a regular apartment with a vastly lowered rent. It's price is actually $1500 a month (because I live in a very sought-after area) but because of my retard-rent-reduction voucher it only costs me a third of my NEETbux which ends up being $300 a month.
I lived in my car for about a year or so. Down in Texas . Weather was hell.
I still held a job making decent cash. Not minimum wage tier more like superviser tier 18 dollars an hour.
fibding food was none concern. Health wasn't a concern either cause I got health insurance. Neither was showering cuz I got a gym membership. Finding privacy was a huge one though. I figured I sign up to attend college. Got an ID to use the facilities. Most days I just hang around the college reading books in the library and sleeping in. Got my hands on an iPhone, used the wifi from the college to look up porn and stuff. At nights I would drive around the college look for inconspicuous areas to sleep in my car. It was a hassle at first cuz the campus police patrolled quite a bit.
Eventually I saved up a ton of cash. And got a mortgage on a house.
I tell you what... I kinda miss being homeless.
The friend I was talking about I've never met, I only talk to her over the internet. She's only seen my face once by accident. It's not like she is attracted to me, I'm not even male or attractive so you're just assuming things about me.
>tfw the state HAS to give you a home, monies and take care of your needs if you visit the social workers
>tfw the only homeless people are junkies that refuse getting clean
>ywn be a cool homeless guy
>parents decide to kick me out
>i slept with my older half sister
>didnt try and stay with friend
>cut all contact to everyone
>travel for few months
>at times had to eat from trash
>sleep under stairs
>decided to reach out to a local youth shelter
>get a bed for a few days
>started working out
>really made an effort to turn things around
>went to collage
happy things turned out alright
Was homeless in a shelter in The Hill District in Pittsburgh which is pretty much Detroit on a smaller scale. i got some wild stories about shit if anyone is interested
but the basis was it was nearly impossible for me to find a semi decent job, and I was pretty much stoned all of the time without much struggle.
yeah man, cutting your whole family out your life really makes you strong. It did for me, helps you focus and realize you only got yourself and cant depend on others. Like a switch in your brain turns on.
>too low in content
>le original maymay comment
No I'm not.
Misery loves company. I live in a rich which has two of the worlds top universities. It's filled with Rich Ivy League trust-fund yuppies who are living the dream and dating all the best women.
There's nothing like being woken up in the morning by your rich next-door neighbor talking outside your window to his friends about how much money is in his trust-fund and about the amazing vacation him and his spoiled girlfriend are going to take to a tropical Island for the summer.
You have not truly lived in hell until you've been placed at the gates of heaven and forced to gaze inside at all the wonders and joys it holds- Yet never being able to touch it or partake in it.
I get to see all these chads and normies get ahead of me in life and enjoy their existence while I rot in the shadows as a forgotten shade.
Get to Khan Academy and get your GED. If you're not gonna kill yourself may as well try to improve. While my life wasn't as bad as yours, I never really had any education past 5th grade or so and that's how I got mine.
I believe in you fampai.
>lost my job
>splitting a shit apt with younger brother
>he is about to move in with his gf before the lease is even up
>4 more months of the lease
I might be homeless in the next couple of months but I'm weak as fuck and probably couldn't make it like some of the anons in this thread.
Definitely will, fampai. I'll be the best homeless robot I can be.
Lived in a truck with my dog for like 2 months. I was mowing a college friends yard and her mom gave me a room in the basement.
It's just a bit boring, things are tougher when you don't have a space of your own.
>The rest of the time was spent wandering around in a sleep deprived state where my mind began to change. I felt more in touch with reality and my creativity but also exhausted and miserable. I began to see and experience very strong visions and delusions and felt an overriding compulsion to sit still and not move because it felt like the very act of expending energy was a terrible sin.
were you on drugs or just verge-of-medically-serious sleep deprived all hours of the day? what the hell
>How'd you manage your way out of it?
I took what I could from my own material possessions and pawned everything but some clothes and my watch. Winded up with about 120. Bought a tent from K-Mart, and a small cooler full of food and supplies. Made a little nest at a forested area just behind the store. Put the remaining money I had toward a local Gym that offered Showering. I actually took my entire laundry bag and scrub cleaned everything as I bathed. I spent a good month looking until I found a walk in interview at a Taco Bell that was nearby my nest, and spent a few months working there until I was caught lying about my address. They fired me, but, I had some money saved up due to busting my ass there overtime. It was turning Winter around that time too, so I used that money for temporary insurance and to buy this old couple was selling, I have my license but I hadn't drove in years back then. Got a few pointers from the elderly husband on how to car, played it off not having driven in awhile. I moved up north to this Christian Uni to abuse their facilities by posing as a student, and actually landing a job there on campus as a Student Advisor. Being a staff member, that gave me access to the Shower, Laundry Facilities, Computer Labs, and Staff discount toward food, books, ect. Picked up a lot of skills, and the other staff even helped me to get my bachelors in Computer Science by going through the process with me. Got my life together, and I owe it a lot to them.
I now do student advisory part-time, and I'm their full-time IT guy. Make 35(38 in a few months) hourly, and I pay for a dorm room at a huge (at a huge discount for working at the college) since I'm also still a registered student for hitting up a class one a week.
>I kinda miss being homeless.
I have this same feel every time I pull myself out of homelessness, depression, and poverty. It's not like I don't believe I deserve success, it's rooted in me spiritually. You live more in a week of being homeless than most people do in a couple months. Every time I have money saved in the bank, I'm in a rush to figure out what to do with it. Narrowing all ones belongings down to only what keeps you alive (as uncomfortable as it might be), is nearly as close to death as one can get without pulling the trigger. Buddhist monks and Jesus really have it all figured out.