“I had forty acres and a new home out in California. I was working as a stone mason. I could bring in $6000 cash some weeks. Then I was walking home one night and someone tried to kill me. I got brain damage. I lost my sense of smell, my sense of taste, most of my hearing, and now I can barely stand without getting dizzy. I must have fallen and cracked my head open thirty times since then. Everything I knew has been washed out into the water. I’ve tried to commit suicide several times.”
people are so quick to judge homeless people, the amount of times ive heard people say shit like “oh they deserve it they spend all their money on drugs or gambling”, now how the fuck would u know what theyve been thru? have u ever even stopped and talked to a homeless person before? how fucked up is it that there are people in the world so rich that they buy homes with like 50 rooms and there are people with nothing but the clothes on their backs living right outside on the street and no one gives a shit
