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and it has made me a lot more understanding of modern homelessness. The top priority of 90% of posters is figuring out how to remain unnoticed, and more, how to not bother anyone.

It got me thinking about the amount of uncertainty and discomfort I would feel if I were to leave my house and try to sleep in my car, just for one night. Where would I park so that I am not noticed, bothered, or charged with a crime? How would I use the restroom? How would I protect myself if someone tries to break in? How would I get a glass of water? Do I need to be extra careful moving around so that my car doesn't shake and alert passersby?

For most of these people, they aren't choosing to live like this. The vast majority are young - they aren't junkies, they aren't unemployed, they are hyperaware of their presence and presentation. They just can't afford an apartment near their work, they got kicked out of their house, or they escaped a bad relationship. But there are also those who have chosen to live in their vehicles, some to save money, some because they don't want to be tied down to one city, and, yes, some who don't want to be functioning members of society.

It's truly blackpilling to realize the illegality of being homeless in America. You can park and shop, park at a hotel to stay in a room for the night, park and walk around a public area, park and go to church. You can do all of these and also happen to have all of your possessions stored in your vehicle. But you can never, ever sleep in your car.

Sleeping is illegal.

So, many come up with stories to keep themselves safe. "I was driving home and got drowsy, so I pulled over to take a nap." "I am on vacation, and couldn't find an affordable hotel." "I am in between shifts at my job, and needed some rest." Never tell anyone that you live in your car, even your closest friend. Deny deny deny.

There are tips on what to wear (scrubs, professional attire), where to park (never in front of someone's house, never on private property, never somewhere where you can be blocked in), and how to remain "stealth" (no lights, no sounds, all black bedding, window tint, blackout curtains, empty and visible front seats, clean exterior).

No one wants their cities full of people living in their cars. But too often we focus on pushing the people out rather than pulling them up with access to housing, or even just a safe, legal place to park their car.

Thoughts welcome.

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Once you have become an addict, there is no true deliverance from the behaviors and practices you develop. At any given moment, you are either addicted to consuming something or addicted to abstaining from something.

This has manifested in my own life through cycles of overeating and starving myself, sloth and overexertion, love and solitude. Substances or practices put in place to overcome one addiction independently become their own addiction, and the original addiction returns as a sort of cure to reset the cycle.

I am addicted to being full, then I am addicted to being empty. I am addicted to love and connection, then I am addicted to independence and loneliness. I am addicted to nicotine, then I am addicted to the caffeine that replaces it.

I am an addict!

Such cycles occur for me on a 5 month - 7 month period, with June and October as points of Major Change.

I wish that I could pour myself out here in detail, given that this is an anonymous forum, but I am restrained by the possibility of being recognized by someone or anyone. So in lieu of exposing the churning, inner turmoil that resides deep within my gut to strangers on the internet, I will summarize.

The past year has culminated in a quarter-life crisis of sorts: within one year my relationships, friendships, familial ties, career, purpose, and dreams have become tattered and bruised and currently rest on unstable ground. Nothing extreme has passed, I have not experienced sudden loss, and I have not personally changed for the worse. In fact, I from 5 years ago would probably be proud of where I am today. Which is why I feel somewhat helpless and defeated that such an ordinary year could bring me to such a place of emotional solitude and general uncertainty.

If such routine, uneventful life can produce my current situation, what will a bad year deliver?

Probably just depressed.

Anyway, please drop artist recs <3

Colman Domingo carried. Lots of plot holes, but overall a satisfying tie-up for the original storyline. People are losing their minds over the Christian overtones, unable to recognize their use as a plot device rather than Levinson evangelizing to the audience.

Thoughts?

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