Day 5 of being a homeless for my online followers/friends.

My fiancee finally got sick from all of the cig. smoke from the nearby smoking shed to the women's dorm. She was able to get seen by a doctor and got medications. The appointment for the transitional housing got changed yet again because the guy was sick. That really sucks, for it will be that much longer until we get into a program that can help us get back onto our feet. The program should allow us to be able to get career training, maybe college level training for my fiancee, and job assistance and such. Although, I'm really unsure what the program is all about yet, I haven't even talked in an appointment yet, yet I hear that it's a good program. Finally, once we are accepted, we will be able to sleep together again and be together and not be kicked out onto the streets during the day.

Another problem which arose was the need for sunblock: we are red as lobsters and sunblock much be like gold for homeless, it's no where to be found without money... Therefore, we just continue to suffer and burn, sigh (lol). Another problem that began to develop was my fiancee and I are starting to suffer the effects of being homeless on our disabilities and physical limitations: clearly, walking is taking it's toll and my leg was vibrating and tingling all night. Yet another problem which arose, since I am walking so far with only a limited pair of clothing and no deodorant that I can have as of yet (unscented), I'm starting to smell and people are using it to harass me even though I'm not around them for more than an hour a day while smelling. I take a bath and change and back to my normal self. I can't help it if after walking in the heat all day, I develop an odor. They call it bad hygiene: I call it nonsense. It's masking odors, not washing them off of you, so how is it hygienic? Their bacteria is just masked. And yet, yet another problem: I don't think the other room mates like me as I try to do my chores and no matter how I do them, they always complain to me about some formality which I didn't even break... Hopefully, we are able to get through this with the Glory of God and not have it turn our hearts black. Oh yea, and to top it off... It's hard to find a bathroom when you need one without using a store... Oh yea, and I think one of the homeless friends another homeless has in our shelter was stabbed to death on the streets...

What have I learned from all of this? Programs take far too long to help people in such desperate situations. Being safe is of utmost importance, you have to try and take care of your health the best that you can (easy to overdue yourself and have no help to recovering). That it's going to suck when it rains because we have to suffer in the rain and still be tossed out by the shelter. That homeless people turn on their own with all of the problems that they are facing. OH YEA, a fake pastor was preaching at lunch time and committing abominations unto God in His name. We were really angry about that. People prey on the homeless. People don't respect disabilities when you have no money to back them up with. Homeless people really have little time to actually look for work and improve themselves in an emergency shelter: I spent hours trying to get to places just to get one thing accomplished and still make it on time for the check points. On top of that, we are suppose to help out and work for 20 hours a week to earn our keep. I don't mind this, but there is almost no time to do anything. Your whole day is all laid out with various check points and times you have to meet at the shelter. I didn't know there was going to be so many women homeless people in the shelter...

There are different levels of homelessness: Some homeless have cell phones, some homeless have cars, some have jobs, some have friends that they stay with in the day, and some have disabilities. There are homeless which are lazy, homeless which are mentality impaired, homeless which are unfortunate, homeless which got out of prison. For all I know, the next person to reside might be a murder or a drug dealer.

Most of all, homeless people have to continually wait: if they got the job, if they got into the program, if they need to go to another city to be with someone else. It's all a waiting game in the homeless world it seems. Most homeless people have some resources: friends, money, jobs, programs, etc.

When you are homeless, people look at you differently: they know you are homeless because of the sunburns, the worn out countenance, the way you walk like you've been walking all day long... So you get treated accordingly...

Well, I hope things will get better, that we can get better from our illness, get jobs, get on programs, and move up the latter of homelessness until we are no longer homeless.

Take care,