For a whole lot of homeless people the answer is nothing. Nothing happened. They just slowly slid into homelessness as they were slowly priced out of society.
About a month ago I was at the gas station filling up my 24 year old clunker when a homeless guy came up and asked if I would give him enough money for a coffee. I was going to lie and say I didn’t have cash on me, but it occurred to me that I’m one bad day from being in his shoes every moment, so I checked the emergency stash I kept in my car and on impulse just gave him the whole pile of it. Idk how much it was, not a ton, but a handful of ones and maybe a $5 or a $10. And yeah, a week ago, that bad day happened. My husband dumped me via text message, and now I’m very, very close to homelessness in the next few weeks or months if I can’t find a place to go soon. It’s not always drugs, or addiction, or laziness. Sometimes it’s making what look like good decisions and just getting fucked over.
You don’t have to make any bad decisions for some EggHead in Accounting to lay you off, or for you to find out you have cancer, Or for you to be hit by a run away driver leaving you unable to work.
The possibilities are literally endless and most of them are no one’s fault but the system we live in.
Your husband not even having the guts to tell you in person is awful. I wish I could punch him in the throat. I know the universe isn’t necessarily fair, but damn I hope that your little (and at the same time grand) act of kindness will somehow come back to you with positive karma or luck or whatever you want to call it. And I deeply wish you to find and maintain stability in your life soon - financially, mentally, and with better and more reliable and loving people in your life. Fuck that husband of yours.
Thank you for your kind words. I’m still completely in shock and just trying to process the entire thing. I’ve cried more in the last week than I have in my entire life. Up until a week ago I would have said he was literally the best husband I ever could have dreamed of.
Woah, that’s a quick change in character. Did he recently hit his head? Has he complain about any new issues, like hallucinations, loss of appetite, etc.?
Hes been depressed for years. Kept saying its not me, and I kept asking how I could help and he kept telling me nothing. He’s been working with changing his meds around and just hit a new combo less than 2 months ago that he admitted has made him completely numb and because of that/on top of that he’s been drinking more after almost stopping alcohol. Won’t talk about maybe that being an issue, nope, it’s me, I gotto go. (He literally wont talk to me at all. We’ve had one text conversation since all this happened where he basically told me to fuck off and that his mind is made up). He was supposed to go to therapy recently for his depression but he changed his mind. I’m laughing because there’s that sexist joke “men will literally do anything but go to therapy” yeah well he literally just fucked up my life rather than go to therapy and have to deal with his feelings. He claims this isn’t my fault and there’s nothing I could have done differently but also that “I should have known” that he was depressed and of course going to leave me like this. I’ve been depressed my entire life and I’d never do this, so stop lying and just tell me the truth.
That fucking sucks man. I can’t even imagine leaving my partner like that. One time we had a short spat, and we STILL made sure she was atleast okay. I hope you find a way to be okay. This is also coming from someone currently living in a motel.
For a whole lot of homeless people the answer is nothing. Nothing happened. They just slowly slid into homelessness as they were slowly priced out of society.
About a month ago I was at the gas station filling up my 24 year old clunker when a homeless guy came up and asked if I would give him enough money for a coffee. I was going to lie and say I didn’t have cash on me, but it occurred to me that I’m one bad day from being in his shoes every moment, so I checked the emergency stash I kept in my car and on impulse just gave him the whole pile of it. Idk how much it was, not a ton, but a handful of ones and maybe a $5 or a $10. And yeah, a week ago, that bad day happened. My husband dumped me via text message, and now I’m very, very close to homelessness in the next few weeks or months if I can’t find a place to go soon. It’s not always drugs, or addiction, or laziness. Sometimes it’s making what look like good decisions and just getting fucked over.
You don’t have to make any bad decisions for some EggHead in Accounting to lay you off, or for you to find out you have cancer, Or for you to be hit by a run away driver leaving you unable to work.
The possibilities are literally endless and most of them are no one’s fault but the system we live in.
Your husband not even having the guts to tell you in person is awful. I wish I could punch him in the throat. I know the universe isn’t necessarily fair, but damn I hope that your little (and at the same time grand) act of kindness will somehow come back to you with positive karma or luck or whatever you want to call it. And I deeply wish you to find and maintain stability in your life soon - financially, mentally, and with better and more reliable and loving people in your life. Fuck that husband of yours.
Thank you for your kind words. I’m still completely in shock and just trying to process the entire thing. I’ve cried more in the last week than I have in my entire life. Up until a week ago I would have said he was literally the best husband I ever could have dreamed of.
Woah, that’s a quick change in character. Did he recently hit his head? Has he complain about any new issues, like hallucinations, loss of appetite, etc.?
Hes been depressed for years. Kept saying its not me, and I kept asking how I could help and he kept telling me nothing. He’s been working with changing his meds around and just hit a new combo less than 2 months ago that he admitted has made him completely numb and because of that/on top of that he’s been drinking more after almost stopping alcohol. Won’t talk about maybe that being an issue, nope, it’s me, I gotto go. (He literally wont talk to me at all. We’ve had one text conversation since all this happened where he basically told me to fuck off and that his mind is made up). He was supposed to go to therapy recently for his depression but he changed his mind. I’m laughing because there’s that sexist joke “men will literally do anything but go to therapy” yeah well he literally just fucked up my life rather than go to therapy and have to deal with his feelings. He claims this isn’t my fault and there’s nothing I could have done differently but also that “I should have known” that he was depressed and of course going to leave me like this. I’ve been depressed my entire life and I’d never do this, so stop lying and just tell me the truth.
I’m sorry. Nobody deserves this. I hope you can get some help with rent.
That fucking sucks man. I can’t even imagine leaving my partner like that. One time we had a short spat, and we STILL made sure she was atleast okay. I hope you find a way to be okay. This is also coming from someone currently living in a motel.
You sound like a good person. I hope you get out of the motel and into stable housing soon!
Thank you; you do too.
I shut down a business to take care of my dad after my mom passed away.
Tfw 10 dollars might not be much over there but it can buy two meals where I live :')
I’m gonna send that guy a douchebag in the mail
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And it could happen to you too!
Oh it nearly did. A couple times. My wife and I are pretty secure now though.