I'm trying to get assistance of some sort in covering the costs of living.
And I'm being actively harassed and my landlords/roommates are kicking me out becaue I refuse to clean up after them or their dogs.
Dogs, who up until I made it clear that the invasiveness and aggressive behavior was not to be tolerated in regards to my or my guests person, were allowed to dedicate and urinate in any place they saw fit.
Work at Walmart has been an overly hostile almost from day one and clients have been none existent since parting with kw...so there's that.
Now I'm on the job hunt again and trying to find a space that is not in an over crowded living situation before ending up completely homeless again.
I've been homeless a number of times in my life. Largely because my trust in people on a personal leval is slim to none, and has been for years.
I made the mistake of opening up not enough and then too much to late and now having stable relationships with anyone feels like a dream that belongs to someone else.
It's funny.
I went in and filled out my paperwork at the unemployment office when I first got back and received nothing.
I tried applying at almost every employer accepting applications and walmart was the best and largely only offer.
Now,
I'm packing my belongings to be put in storage in anticipation of being homeless since. And as I'm constantly reminded by my employers, landlords, and romantic partners :
I am expendable.
I am easily replaceable.
My experience and effort are not worth a sustainable living wage.
Tomorrow I head down to see about a moving truck to dump my belongings in the garbage or storage depending on the mood I'm in.
Because I tried to sell my belongings to recoup the costs of being homeless and hopefully afford a place for several months.
At the end of it... that's it.
It's the end.
There is no other side bo jack.
