Calyrical Mon 12-Jun-17 16:50:12
IME the two interlinked strands of homelessness are drugs and mental health issues.
It's rarely the case that an 'ordinary' person slips through the net to the extent that they are in the streets
I did think about name changing for this but thought fuck it, I'm not ashamed, I did nothing wrong.
In late 2009 the company I delivered stuff in North and East London for went tits up. I got almost £5k in redundancy pay and thought I'd get a job before it ran out, so I didn't sign on. You know, there was, and is, this thinking of someone on benefits is a scrounger and I bought into that. Eventually I had to sign on, and decided I wanted to go to college to learn how to use my pc. My attendance at college formed part of my job seekers ageement.
I started the course in Sept. 2010, and in Nov. 2010 was referred to one of the job hunting companies who purport to get you into work. In early Jan 2011 they asked me to apply for a placement (unpaid) that would mean I missed a day of college per week. I refused, they wrote to the DWP and I got sanctioned.
Everything was stopped. JSA, Housing Benefit, Council Tax Benefit, everything. I sold every fucking thing I had to pay my rent and eat.
Finally I had nothing left and I took my keys back to my LL and became homeless. The first couple of weeks I sofa surfed, then my friends' patience was tested. I became street homeless.
I have every synpathy with those who are street homeless. No wonder they take drugs or drink to excess, it's fucking terrifying. In the nearly 4 weeks I was street homeless I didn't sleep more than a couple of hours a night.
I was lucky. I replied to an ad requiring guardians to look after commercial properties, and this is how I've lived since.
I work, but I'm lucky if I earn £200pw due to being on zero hours. I have a roof over my head for now, but it looks like I'll lose it at the end of the month. I fucking hoep I'm not sleeping in my car after I leave this place.
Oh, I bought my car with money I earned, not with a loan. It cost me £400. It's the most expensive thing I own.
I didn't have a drink or drug problem before I was made homeless. I do now. At first it was the horror of street homelessness, now it's the tedium of being alone.
I would prefer a different life to the one I have. Who wouldn't