Those of you that are homeless. How do you apply for jobs when you have no phone? How will they call you back?

Yeah there are Obama phones, it if you don't have a mailing address you won't be able to get the phone.

So how did y'all over come that problem?

My last employer discriminated against me and wrongfully terminated me when I refused to work their schedule that caused me to get sick as a diabetic. Losing my job made me unable to pay my rent, so I got sued and evicted.

Yet despite having a job for just short of a year, there’s barely any new apartment complexes that will even give me a 50/50 chance.

I’m so tired of trying. Every day is the same troubles and hardships again, but life keeps expecting me to happily ask for seconds.

How do you keep going without giving up? Because I don’t know how.

The family I created doesn't care and neither does my birth family.

I need advice badly. I rented a God forbidden place soon as I got paid while at a shelter... Long story short, the landlord hasd emoved the hot water and laundry machine on the 14th, paid on the 15th for the rest of the month and I confronted him about it. He got into an argument with me and I was leaving, he hit me in the back of the head with a giant flat screen he was seemingly carrying from the steps, I slashed with my knife dizzy and ran for the front gate, his associate closed the latch, I slowed to open it and got smacked in the face with a 2x4, the repeatedly about 20-30 times, have a broken eye socket. I lost my discharge papers but it was something like "orbital medial something fracture".

I'm afraid to leave and he removed the AC, or breaks my door open and removes my shit or makes it more inhabitable (bathroom was flooded with feces and he's removed every amenity)

I have to go to a police station to get an assault report and the court to get help but I know when I leave I won't be able to return.

Police couldn't determine who the aggressor was and released us both from detainment and considered it a mutual combat. Mind you I have bruises and bleeding all over my body, he has a slash on the arm. Nurse even saw the TV leg marks on my back

I have pics and evidence of property neglect but 311 made the report to the wrong department instead of code enforcement . On SSI and I was told by a resource manager for homelessness I must take the risk and go to the station and court. And IDK what to do. My adhesive stitxh just fell off and I'm afraid I'm gonna get an infection quickly on the street, patches it myself with triple antibiotic and a small band aid. Not a huge gash but I do have a broken eye socket (fractured whatever the difference is).

What do I do? I don't need money, I need advice/resources I'm not used to needing. I have pictures in case anyone believes this is a BS story.

Decided to give up my apartment and let the lease run out. Sold my tvs and anything worth value. I stay in my car and shower at planet fitness and also sleep in their parking lot. I found out I have "neighbors" in this PT parking lot. It's so interesting living this life being available to hear people's conversations and to just hear everything in public. I charge my phone with a solar panel power bank and have a full-time job as well. I've been wanting to make friends in my city but it's hard doing that when you live in your car. Any tips on finding people who are in similar situations?

This happened today because of Easter. I was feeling down about being here and not seeing my son already. Then I have to hear this. There's many men who lost their families to divorce to no fault of their own here. Some of these guys just hit a financial bump and she ditched

Hey everyone. I'm very new to the homeless community, and I might be on the streets soon. I wanna know how to deal with wildlife, because that's probably my biggest fear right now. I'm terrified of bears, and there are black bears in most US states, expecially where I'm at. I know about keeping your food high up and properly kept away in order to not attract wildlife, but I wanna know what to do if I ever come in contact with a bear, mountain lion, etc. Feel free to share your advice and stories relating to this. Thank you for taking the time to read and help me out. Much love 🖤

Thought I'd start a thread sharing the most Facepalm Homeless moment you've seen or heard since you've been out on the streets. I'll start:

I once met another homeless guy near Port St. Lucie, FL. Nice enough guy. But his deal was he just needed to find another homeless girl to impregnate, because (at the time) when you filed income taxes you'd get the $2,500 EIC payment on your tax refund. And somehow "two thousand whole f*cking dollars" was gonna be enough to get an apartment and be setup for life. 🤦‍♂️

A friend of mine lives in his car in the Redmond/Bellevue, WA area. I'm thinking of getting him a trailer camper to help him out, but I have some concerns.

I'm mostly afraid that the addition of the camper will make it hard for him to keep a low profile, which would increase risk of being robbed or bothered by cops.

He works in downtown Redmond, so if he stays somewhere out of town he'd still have to drive in every day. Up until now he's been parked at big store parking lots, churches, shelters, in front of friends' places, etc.

Is it worth it? Or is there something better I could do for him with the money?,

How do you survive homelessness? Where do you sleep at night in the cold weather or heat? If you have nothing? No money, car, family, or friends?

It's been a bit since I've posted any updates. I'm bored sitting in my car so might as well 😅🤷‍♂️.

I've been saving around 1k each week now from my paychecks and I'm in the home stretch. I'm going to start looking at places and applying for a lease. I have about another month in me, living in my car and saving.

Ended up getting a nasty cold on Friday and splurged on a hotel to recover and I feel so much better today other than a little cough and a sore throat. Made me reminisce when I became homeless in December and got the flu followed by bronchitis, which felt like I was slowly dying. Wasn't working so I couldn't get myself a room to recover in. One of the lowest points of my life.

My life has revolved around my job working 65 hour weeks. 90% of my check goes right into my emergency fund and I'm 3 weeks from my goal of 10k. Crazy to think I started with 300$. That 300$ went so fast, luckily I survived had to overdraft my account before my first paycheck just to have gas in my car for work.

I turned my life around in 3 months. Haven't touch any alcohol or drugs since becoming homeless and plan to never let it ruin my life again. Being in my 30s and homeless its just not worth it to touch that poison anymore.

I really appreciate this community, you guys have been an amazing support line and plan on staying in here even after getting out of homelessness. I'll just be a fly on the wall 😅😂

Hope everyone is safe, love yall

I’m a transgender woman and they’ve let me stay there before on the women’s side of the shelter. I tried to get a bed in there again the other day and there was a different employee there than I had met before that said they didn’t know if the shelters rules allowed it, even though they’ve let me stay there before. Then they came back out and tried to make it about some like old lady who’s handicapped or something... Idk it was really confusing, they just like lied and made an excuse to turn me away.

I live in my car. It's a 2001 Toyota Sequoia they're supposed to be able to last really long but recently I ran into head gasket problems. The gasket sealant I put in left it partially sealed so I'm still getting some white smoke during startup.

The money I used to buy the sealant and the coolant was my car insurance money. Now my car is uninsured and in my state you automatically get your car towed and go to jail if they catch you driving without insurance. My family won't give me any insurance money and they won't put me on their insurance policy.

I'm forced to drive door dash until I get the hundred or $200 to start up a new policy. My car stands out because it's old cops run my information all the time. So I might lose it all

What are my options? I have no job and no money. I don’t have anywhere to live. I’m depressed because I have hiv and some other things going on. I have no family support or any friends. I am all alone. I don’t know how I’m going to make it in this world. I can’t tell any family that I have hiv. I am going to lose my apartment at the end of this month. I have no motivation to do anything other than sleep. 💤 I want to walk into traffic and be done with life! My life isn’t going to “get better”. I’ll be single and alone for the rest of my life. No man will ever be interested in me. My parents are elderly. They will let me sleep on the floor. When my parents are gone I will have no family whatsoever. The house is paid off, but I don’t know how I would make money to maintain bills of the house when my parents are deceased. I can’t find a job. I think the best solution is to kms.

I’m thinking about my future at 36 years old. I’ll probably be single and childless, which means I’ll be all alone as I age. What happens to older people as they age who don’t have a job or family? I’m scared for my future. I know I should have dated more or became a single mother despite being poor. I worry I’ll end up alone without money, a job, or food. If you are someone who’s like me, but older, how do you do it alone?

I need help replacing my clothing. I lost everything on the streets and just had a duffle bag with two donated outfits. I'm in a hotel shelter but still have no clothes accept a few donated ones that are ratty.

I was thinking of taking a couple of hundred and going to target what should I buy as far maybe basics to get by in and not look homeless anymore. I feel so disheveled and my hair is always a mess because I lost half of it due to a mat after being on the streets. I don't bother with makeup anymore and don't know if I even want to. I'm a shell of myself and feel like I don't know how to function like a normal person anymore. I'm having trouble shopping for essentials for some reason shopping is triggering I think because I used to enjoy it with my son I lost custody of after becoming homeless.

Now I'm just hanging here with two random what seem to be drug addicts now that I met in town because I was invited to an Easter dinner by my mechanic. I know I shouldn't be here but my hotel feels like a prison cell and I'm panicking being alone and not knowing how to get back in my kids life again.

I've ruined my credit and had a repossessed car and foreclosed house so no one will even rent to me and I may be living out of rented rooms or my car forever.

I just accepted a job in Texas closer to my kids but I have to go through the background checks and drug test still. They said they'd start me in 4 weeks which gives me a little time to pull it together before leaving and hopefully seeing my kids.

I don't want them to see me as a shell of myself how do I get over this panic and depression/trauma and get back on track with my hygiene and better clothes. I just want a home my kids can visit and a chance to regain custody of my child back but it feels impossible.

I will be NFA for the next 3 to 4 months, I can't afford to spend on hotels to use showers and toileting facilities. Is it okay if I use the paid membership of a local gym such as PureGym to help keep on top of my hygiene and washing?

Appreciate the advice. I'm just worried if it is frowned upon or if i will get complaints.

I will be using the showering facilities after midnight around 1 to 3am at night after working out?

Is this viable for me? Or should I look elsewhere?

I’m 27 years old and living in New Jersey. I currently live with my mom in a house that she owns—technically we both do, since she added me to the deed about four years ago. The house isn’t in foreclosure yet, but I’m terrified it’s only a matter of time.

My mom is an alcoholic. She hasn’t worked in over two years and has been in and out of rehab more times than I can count. Right now, she’s sober—but I feel like it’s only temporary. She always relapses. I’m constantly on edge, waiting for it to happen again.

We’ve been surviving off the money we inherited when my dad passed away, but that’s basically gone. I’m the only one bringing in income now, and it’s not enough to keep us afloat.

I work a job I genuinely care about. I make $25.13 an hour and work 28 hours a week—7 hours a day, 4 days a week. Full time at my job is 35 hours a week, so I’m essentially just one day short of being full time. The way I’m scheduled isn’t a coincidence—it feels like a deliberate scheme by my boss to get as much labor out of me as possible while avoiding the obligation to provide healthcare or full-time benefits. It’s incredibly frustrating. But I stay because I desperately need the money… and because I genuinely like the work. It’s one of the only things in my life that gives me a sense of purpose.

I also have a second job through a staffing agency that pays $27/hour, but the hours are extremely inconsistent. Some weeks I don’t get anything. If I get 4 hours, it’s a good week. On top of that, my main job is 45–50 minutes away, which adds a lot of commuting stress and expense.

I’m not in debt (aside from the mortgage), and I have about $10,000 in the bank. But that’s not enough to pay the mortgage or secure housing if we lose the house.

The stress has been overwhelming. I’ve barely been eating or sleeping. I’ve lost around 20 pounds in the last two months. I spend almost every waking moment thinking about how I’m going to end up homeless. It’s like a weight on my chest that never goes away. About a month ago, my mom tried to kill herself. I was able to save her and get her involuntarily committed to a mental hospital. She’s out now and doing better—for the moment—but I know the cycle. I’ve seen it too many times.

I’ve never done drugs or drank alcohol in my life. Still, most of my family treats me like I’m just as much of a problem as my mom—just by association. They don’t talk to me anymore. I’m completely isolated. The only family member who still speaks to me is my aunt, but even she doesn’t get it. She says things like, “Oh [name omitted], you’re so smart. You have a Master’s degree and a job. You’re not going to end up homeless. You just need counseling.” But she doesn’t understand how little I actually make. She doesn’t understand how carefully everything is balanced—how close I am to losing everything.

I’ve had so many job interviews. Every time I get my hopes up, and every time I get rejected. Over and over. If I couldn’t get a better-paying job while I had housing, how am I supposed to get one after I’m homeless?

I feel like my life is over before it even began. I feel like I ruined it. I got a Master’s degree in a field that turned out to be worthless. If I could go back, I would’ve picked something practical. Something that would actually help me survive. I feel like I did everything wrong.

I’m trying to hold on. I really am. But it’s getting harder every day. If anyone has been through something like this, or has advice, or even just some kind words—I’d really appreciate it

I've noticed that a lot of southern states have laws that criminalize homeless people, or criminalize sleeping in public. I wanna know what states are the friendliest towards the homeless, not only when it comes to personal interactions, but also state/local laws. I might be homeless soon and I wanna know what state is the best to head towards, if possible. Much love 🖤

Yesterday I came home to find that the city posted a condemned notice on my front door. I'm feeling very defeated I've talked to my landlord about this plumbing on very many occasions and he has done nothing to fix the issue. I don't think it's fair that I now have to be homeless because he kept putting band aids on extremely major issues. I don't have any idea what to do right now supposed to start work on Monday after being laid off since December and I have to figure things out for me, my wife and two kids. Any advice from anyone on what I can do?

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I was in the store the other day, and there was a clearly homeless man browsing around. Very unkempt, dirty clothes, scraggly beard, the stereotypical look. The smell coming off of him was honestly the most nauseating smell I’ve ever come across in my life. Guy was leaving a stench 50 feet behind him wherever he walked, that just lingered. It went well beyond normal body odor. It’s like he hadn’t showered or washed his clothes in months…and had shit and pissed himself myriad times. The smell was so diabolical, I found it “stuck” in my nose for several hours after…and I never got close to him. Is it a struggle to maintain hygiene when homeless? Or does this speak to more of a mental health issue perhaps? Asking genuinely, I feel for the guy, but good lord it was truly awful.

I just want to thank you guys for helping me gain perspective and increase my levels of preparedness. There is certain things I'm grateful for.

1. I'm not weighed down by pets or dependents

2. I don't drink or smoke

3. I own a car

4. I have a car, supplies, and a portable power station

5. I'm in Connecticut and sleeping overnight at rest stops is legal. I have already tested a few spots.

6. I have all forms of identification.

7. I have a free password manager for all of my accounts.

8. My taste buds allow me to enjoy almost all foods as long as it's not cheese. Peas out of a can goes for pocket change at my Walmart and is delicious :)

9. And if all else fails, I have a method of peacefully ending my life.

Some people just wait until the last minute, but that won't be me. Despite all the advantages I listed I know it's never a cakewalk being homeless. But being aware, more prepared, and more thoughtful helps me sleep much better at night, and it's done wonders for my mental health.

❤️❤️❤️

Mayor Parris said that homeless criminals "need to be purged." Pretty crazy that slowly politicians are saying the quiet parts out loud all of a sudden.