Did you know that there are over 500,000 people in the U.S. either living in cars, apartments, couchsurfing, or in transitional housing? I was one of those statistics. As far back as I can remember, I have never had never lived in a permanent or stable home.
“You were about 2 to 3 months old was when we were first officially homeless.” My mom said this to me years later. Our family had had several apartments, but could never keep up with the payments, so we would always move around from one apartment to my grandma's house a lot. That is then how our cycle of homelessness started.
We would move around on couches a lot, so I personally feel awkward in new places. It's not like I feel mad that this happened in my life I just don't like new places. Then, our first break came and we got a farm house to live in. We lived in the Virginia, NE farmhouse for about a year. By that time I was turning 1 year old ,but the cycle krept back around and again left my family homeless. We lived in a trailer house with my great grandparents and grandma for a the next…show more content… We then fought for disability. After 8 years of fighting he finally received disability benefits. Until then he was self medicating himself with whatever drugs he could find. During this time he had suicidal thoughts but never followed. My mom has to be the strongest person I know she stuck with him through it all. From that day on he is considered mentally disabled. The therapist says that he has schizoaffective disorder. A schizoaffective disorder is schizophrenia and a mood disorder mixed together. My dad often forgets and repeats thing that he just said a few seconds ago. When the doctors first realized he had a disorder he was on 14 pills at night and in the morning just to control him and his mood swings. Sometimes he has good days and sometimes he has bad days. I love him with all of his flaws
