back when I had to claim income support I was getting only £46/week.
I was under 18 and had left home due to abuse.
on pay day, which was every tuesday, Ido go into my local sandwich shop and buy what was essentially a foot long baguette filled with salad and either ham or prawn mayo. I looked forward to that sandwich all bloody week. Thats how dire life on benefits is.
of that £46/wk £10 went as rent top up and electricity - I had no gas. £10 on laundry every week. One load of clothes, one of bedding/towels .Because i had no washing machine and I had no garden to dry them in so had to be tumble dried too. The rest covered food and studying related costs. My grandparents would buy me laundry powder and soap. I remember running out of loo roll and soap just before i turned 18 and the DWP decided to stop all my income (I was still studying) and it took weeks to sort out. I resorted to nicking loo roll from the college loo and washed with washing up liquid. I didn't even have cash to call grandparents to ask for help. They lived in another town. There weren't any food banks like there are now. It was my college lecturer who noticed things weren't good. Arranged to get me some free meals in college canteen, let me call my grandparents, sorted out a small bursary application and signed it off so I had a little money. He bent the rules. He helped me out an awful lot (in the right way, he wasn't a creep).
It was horrendous. Lots of the scars from those years in poverty still stick. I always make sure I have 2 decent pairs of shoes and replace them as soon as they need it because going through winter with your shoes falling apart is grim.
I have an intense dislike of green washing up liquid, silly I know but thats what I smelled off for weeks just trying to stay clean.
I never have empty cupboards. I actually have too much food in my house but I am terrified of poverty. I'm lucky I can have a surplus now.
I overeat through eating everything on my plate even if I don't need it because in the back of my head I still know what proper hunger feels like, I still worry this might be my last meal. THIS IS WHY MANY IN POVERTY ARE OVERWEIGHT. The fear of hunger plus eating of high calorie, cheap foods leads to this issue. If anyone understood the relationship between poverty, food and weight you'd see this too.You'd know what its like.
I am well aware there may be some PTSD-like symptoms here because of living in poverty.
I know a lot of people who are fearful of similar things. I'm still scared of falling off that cliff again.