I don't think I'm unusual, everyone's really struggling at the moment, even the rest of my family who all work, the whole country's in this same boat aren't we :/
Perhaps because most people have credit cards/overdraft/bank loans they can survive slightly better, but I have never had that option (nor do I intend to).
My debt accumulated as I have never had credit cards or loans, so for the past 5 years when my first baby was born and I moved onto benefits, every time I moved rented house Ihad to take a social fund loan out to pay the bond/advance/moving costs, around £1300 each time. I also 'lemt' the children's father around £2000 when I first met him. He never intends to repay that, and he can well afford it (we left due to DV issues, he considers that money his now).
The utili bills are auto deducted at source befor I receive the benefits, they take a whopping amount out. I'll look into Fuel Direct, Thankyou, justgettingonwithit' in case their repayment terms are more forgiving.
Luckily when my son starts Reception uniform is just red and grey, and I do see plenty of school wear in charity shops. I don't think they have compulsory school logo wear required.
I think it's shoes that are the problem, every parent's nightmare I expect! I tried the cheap synthetic shoes from Shoezone, etc and they last a month before e Velcro snaps or they're so scuffed the welfare officer would be onto me for neglect! So there's no choice but a pair of £30 Clarks leather shoes every few terms. Thinkers like that, their father has no idea how much Id appreciate a Clarks voucher for, or of he could buy them a pair of new shoes every so often.
Anyway, real poverty is on a sliding scale I suppose. I am literally sat at home and can't do/go/travel anywhere until tomorrow when the child benefit is paid in, not a nice feeling of being trapped. But I can take my son to nursery, free thanks to the government, and to the park, and I have milk/fruit vouchers until he is age 4 (although I use them up in the first week of issue, I receive 4 a month), so I am never at the point I can't actually feed the children.
The point is, I did work prior to children, so my home has nice Laura Ashley curtains and some antique furniture, things I could sell if I really hit rock bottom, but the thought of sitting here with no curtains or furniture or piano or tele, would not improve my situation - there are so many debts that it would just be selling them off and making little headway, then I'd have to buy more new furniture and curtains anyway, plus the resale value of these things is negligible really (not everyone's taste in curtains and dark wood furniture is very unpopular).
So if people think I am not really in poverty because my home is comfortable looking, I respectfully ask them to consider my bank's text message statement each morning, which shows me almost £500 overdrawn with £1.26 to spend.
I haven't been naughty, just bad at budgeting, and had bad luck. I cannot wait to get back to work and earn (although it will be barely more than my benefits income I suspect with my qualifications and childcare costs). I'm 44 and have worked all my life. I never dreamt I would end up this poor.
Sometimes being poor means you may have a satellite subscription yes, (you're tied into that contract after all) or you may smoke or socialise at the weekend, but for the grace of (insert your preferred god or non-god!) for all we know that may be their one small pleasure that keeps their head above water, as the rest of their life starts crumbling around them. We all need something to hang onto to keep us sane.
I genuinely wouldn't wish my situation on anyone, but I have a horrible feeling
I'm not unusual, sadly :(