I was homeless as a child, along with my mom. I think it helped that I was relatively young (7 years old) and didn't realize how bad it was to be sleeping outside, under bridges, in shelters, because looking back on it, I don't know how I survived it. Homelessness is this really sad part of our society, even though a lot of them are homeless due to their own actions. It's a complete society, being homeless. We'd sleep under these underpasses by major streets and it was like an entire community of homeless people down there.
With that said, my worst living experience was with my in-laws. They were the most controlling people I've ever met. DO NOT ever live with your in-laws. It's a bad idea. Take the underpass instead!
2006-09-22 02:12:02
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answered by Anonymous
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Luckily I've never been homeless. But have lived with some foreigners who were very dirty and careless, they f..... my whole apartment up and still owes me money. I chased them all out one Monday evening and had to manage the rent on my own which lasted for two months. Now I live with my mom in a little room and it's so frustrating.
It's better to live alone!
2006-09-22 02:14:19
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answered by LINX 2
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I had to live in an apartment with two other people once. It was an efficiency, very small in an old area of town. we rotated sleeping from the bed to the couch to the floor so all three people got an equal amount of sleeping on the bed and couch and floor. I did this when I was 19 and my father had thrown me out of the house for dropping out of college. Later I got my Masters Degree and paid for it myself. LOL. If one of my room-mates had a member of the opposite sex in, he put his shoes outside the door and the other two had to sleep in the hall! :.( When I look back on it there were things I learned there that were very helpful in taking care of myself. I learned not to drink too much or take drugs for one thing.
2006-09-22 02:11:20
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answered by Anonymous
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I started living with a very good friend. It was working out very well for both of us and each of our children. She had an abusive boyfriend who one day decided to invite himself over to live at our place. He was kicked out of his mother's place, so I told her that he could stay for awhile until he could get himself up on his feet. It was not in our living arrangements that anyone else would live with us, but I made compromises because I felt sorry for him. That was a huge mistake. He was addicted to drugs and I found his vomit in a sink early one morning when I was getting ready for school. I went right into their bedroom and demanded that he clean it up. He got so angry with me that he nearly hit me.
I told her he had to leave, for my safety and even the safety of her and both of our children. I tried to make him leave one day, and he ran downstairs where she was sleeping on the couch and started crying and screaming at her that I was not allowed to kick him out.
I had to get my mother and aunt to come and get him out, they threatened him with going to the police. They said that if he did not leave by a certain time that night that they would go to the authorities.
Now, because of my sound judgement and want to live a stable life for me and my child, me and my girlfriend are no longer friends. If he would not have come, everything would be fine.
2006-09-22 02:14:16
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answered by ? 6
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Although I was not out on the streets, technically, I was homeless for several months in my younger years...living in motels, crashing at friends houses....it realllllly sucked.
2006-09-22 02:11:47
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answered by me 2
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