I was looking through Craigslist the other day and found an interesting post. It’s from a man who was once homeless, but found a way to pick himself up and get his life back in order.
More often than not, when we see someone living on the streets, our first instinct is to be afraid; like the guy with the shopping cart is, all of a sudden, going to attack us and steal our money. The reality of it, though, is that they fear us more than we fear them. Especially when the sun goes down…
You never stop being afraid of being outside at night. Think it’s scary to have a breakdown at night? Someone gets mad, gets drunk or gets mean, you are going to be the first person they find.
Though I’m typically a sarcastic asshole, I’ve never been one to make fun of homeless people. I crack jokes in good fun, but I have a hard time mocking someone whose life is that deep in the shitter.
Take a couple of minutes out of your busy schedule and read the rest of it. Maybe it’ll move you enough to give a dollar to the next person you see on the side of the road. Maybe you won’t roll your eyes in disgust. At the very least, though, maybe you’ll just leave with a better understanding of what life’s like for the those who have it worse than you.
Thoughts from a homeless guy now that I’m back on my feet [Craigslist]
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