A overcoming story.

byZaos

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Updated 10 years ago

My current living has me flowing from place to place. Staying the night at one place for longer than a week is a struggle in of itself. At first I'd bath in public restrooms, eat a hot meal at the local church when the time is right on their schedule. So, if you are reading this and have been homeless or left abandon by those who once held everything you need for day to day life. I am their, I am that guy with out a place of my own, with no smart phone, no job, no college, few but awesome friends. So what I want you to know if your one of the lost, forgotten, struggling, not knowing what the next day will be like, you know living on a pray kind of people. Then I welcome you to a safe harbor. If I learned one thing living on the streets its you think on your feet and trust your instincts. Being desperate is overwhelming at first. Its supposed to be overwhelming. Every thing that you held on to quickly goes away if the right situation happens. First put those gloating thoughts of: I'm such a failure; how did I let this happen; I should have known; I'll never overcome this bullshit, and do this remember you didn't create the choices to lose what you had going for you. Literally shit hit the fan and filth fell all over your life. Losing everything around you is a tragedy, yes but not one you planed to have happen and serenely didn't hatch on your self just for the challenge. It is what It is. Move on where you can and finalize the tragic event. Take a step back and learn how did this happen or why did this happen. In these answers is the knowledge you need to get back what you lost and prevent the downfall next time. What happen to me? Simply put I fell in love, put my everything into it. I was to eager for starting a family and didn't focus on providing for myself and love ones. Stress came and I was edgy. My ex was no longer answering my calls and avoiding me all together. My mother got sick with congestive heart failure, my little sisters boyfriend was manipulating her, my older sisters boyfriend died, and my fathers pension plan for retirement was giving him the run around. Bills went high on the table, arguing happen more often than talking, and my mid-life crisis happen at the age of 21. I dropped out of high school at age seventeen. I worked min. wage jobs for as long as I could remember. My sad story aside, Life came at me full force. Friends pulled away, my family shunned me. Regardless of my attempts to be caring, supportive, motivating, upbeat, and happy. My smile hide pain digging in shame. At the lowest moment of my life inspiration hit like never before. I looked into my self and asked myself a question, "If I can live a life that I hate what do I do to live a life I love?". At first I didn't know what do to do or what would come of my actions. I searched within my self to find the answers. One day while walking from the grocery store to home. I happen to see a school for nurse assisting. I knew I would find the answers to my question there. I was staring at a business meant for helping other people overcome sickness, grief, and abuse. I mean it in more than just physical. In that class room I discovered more than my answer. I was thought the necessities for healthy living. After the fact of graduating with my early twenty's crisis happening. I put my life into giving the love shown in the class room. Only did I find that even in health care business still is business. Nursing home after nursing home had short cuts and budget problems and every member of the staff had to live with the decisions of the higher ups. Then the colossal issue came I lost my job and was put on a never to be hired again list. All because I had to leave my town and home so my sister could be without me. So I was like shit I'm going to be in a hard time. As sure as the sun is bright I lost my way. Being on the streets is hard by any means. Some of the issue you face is depending on others for basic needs like shelter, food, clothing, storage, bathing, and respect. I did the only thing I knew at the time. Asking people help me I got a life issue happening. Some people would take the time to listen other people wouldn't know what to do. Feeling hopeless I took action. Like you should! I went to local labor business for pay. I went to churches hosting food banks. I went to the town shelters for a bed and shower. I went to Government Aide buildings for financial relief. Through every moment the hardest part was staying motivated to keep going. I wasn't getting rewards for my work I was surviving from my work. I quickly changed as you will. My presumptions about life, politics, beliefs, stereotypes all faded away due to the fact none of it helped me move forward. That became my motivation, getting ahead of the curve just enough so I wouldn't get bent out again. If your going through the ups and downs of life trust me this happens to real people and we should stick together. So to realize we all live together even if these walls divide our hearts combine and share this time. Today's sorrows are tomorrows understandings. I knew these events would let me connect with people like never before. That getting myself amongst life's variety I would discover inner strength as I contended with my own worst enemy, me.