- Jan 25, 2013
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I give up, no shelter wants to help. All are full and others have me on a waiting list, not going to get in for another month. That means sleeping in the street, which means bad things will happen to me, so many people not very nice to homeless where I am at. Then some of the homeless are not very nice and out to see what they can steal from someone. I feel myself getting sicker and not a good thing. Some of my family got what they wanted; me dying alone, no wife, no kids and broke.<staff edit> Death looks better than sleeping in the street. I miss my Grandmother and <staff edit> she is the only one in my family that loved me. <staff edit> I am tired of being strong and fighting for a life that has no meaning. I may have friends, but I got the feeling some truly do not care like they say they do.
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