I recently became very poor
I’ve always been poor but i recently became like slum level poor when my brother evicted me. It’s been really hard but I spent 1 week in the family shelter and that’s where I met the friend I’m living with now. I pay her 400 bucks a month for a room, its basically a living room so no door or anything. The girl I live with doesn’t work so I help give her food to feed her kids as payment for watching my kid all day. I never turn a hungry kid away and if any of her kids needs something I always make sure their good.
I just got my kid setup with the bus to take her 4 towns over so I don’t have to drive her everyday. We have basic essentials, food, shower stuff, bed and clothes. We’re rolling very minimalist right now because no money and no space but I think I’m doing good. I got my neighbor who doesn’t speak English to help move my mattress from my old place, and my brother had his dog piss all over it. So im now sleeping on a piss mattress and my kid gets the Walmart one. But honestly much better than living with my brother because ever since he’s been drinking with his anxiety meds he’s been way to much to handle and I can’t have him around my kid. It’s crazy to think slum life is healthier for me at this point in my life. I have literally nothing but I feel so much better.
I call the neighborhood I live in the slums because you will find people crapping outside because their high on god knows what. It’s not a good neighborhood to live but it’s all I got right now. Even my friend was attacked leaving her apartment building and when I called the cops they didn’t do anything about it, I was beyond shocked a how the police operate here. Because of how sketchy the slums are I won’t let the kids play outside, instead I drive them to the park and even then I keep a close eye on them.
I just need to find one more roommate and I’ll be able to afford an apartment here. I need a gross income of 8k in order to quality. I know the income limits are higher in the city but since I’ve been here I’ve made friends, got a job, found a place to live (outside the shelter), and found a roommate. So I feel like staying in the city is harder but I am connected to more people. I hope I can figure it out soon because my cats are at my brother’s house and Iits been two weeks since the eviction. I need to keep pushing so I can get my own place, wash my hands with my narcissistic family and be able to work with my roommates on building a better budget and possibly a bigger apartment for next year.