I volunteer with the homeless
This thread almost made me cry. The homeless that I’ve volunteered with for almost 10 years are some of the kindest. Warm hearted people. We’re all one pay check away from being there ourselves and I hope. I hope that if I’m in that situation. That I won’t encounter people like you.
Someone above rightly said that you shouldn’t ever offer money. If you want to offer anything. Then a hot drink and some food. But ask first!! Why? Because some are massive,y involved with drugs yes. They won’t want food. They want money. The true homeless do actually want food
We did a survey recently. You want to know what was no 1 on most homeless people and what they most asked for?
A chat.....that was no 1 on the survey that was taken with the homeless charities.
We take most of the people we meet to a coffee shop. Sit with them. Most are grateful that someone has even looked their way. Some people don’t want to and that’s ok. Some people are coming down off drugs and often want to be alone.
I understand how you hate it. But it could happen to you....it can happen to anyone of us. I’ve seen pregnant women who are about to pop living on the streets and have no prenatal care because how can they get there. I’ve seen homeless people with stomas get infected because of no medical care. I work with charities who strive to make sure this doesn’t happen. But sadly it does.
I’m sickened to think that there are people who wish that they didn’t exist. The stories are usually horrific. Women getting away from sexual and violent abuse. Men getting away from sexual family abuse. Only to get vomited on. Urinated on. Defalcated on. Because people think who cares. They live on the streets they deserve it
Sometimes all they need is a friendly ear to help them have a good day. They don’t need money. They just want someone to treat them humanly. How horrid must that be or how desperate must that be...they get into drugs because a life on the streets is hard. Really hard.
Instead of being moved on every 5 mins.
Go out and survive for a week on the streets. Then imagine that week turning into months. Into years. All whilst trying to find food for your pregnant girlfriend. Or dying friend. Most don’t even try to get money for themselves. They are a tight knit community who do anything for each other. Because that’s all they have. I’ve seen men spend a whole day begging. Only to go give that money to someone else who needs it more.
It’s not always what you think it is