I had a gentleman ask if I had some sort of opposition to my book series for he felt that these topics definitely hit bone. He was seriously concerned about my personal safety. Mental illness, addiction and homeless is still not talked about after all these years. People are afraid of the unknown. The fact is that no one wants to know or learn about the facts. It is easier to turn your nose up in the air than to address these conditions in a constuctive way.
We had a National Day for Honouring Our Homeless Dead this month. 99% of the population never knew that it existed. The 22nd of December is a day of reflection, honour and respect to those who perished on our streets alone. The general public do not want to hear that. This not destiny, it is ignorance.
The actions of a few paint the canvass in a single brush stroke. People don’t realize that the other 1,543 homeless people are hiding in brushes, under bridges and abandoned buildings. Many are sick, there are those who are addicted and the damaged spirits. We don’t see them, so we believe that what we do see is the way they all are.
There are families living in cars, couch surfing from relative to relative or friends. A lot of the shelters should not be allowed to opperate and it is a fact that in some cases that it is safer to sleep in front of a business doorway than use the provided facilities.
The mentally ill are unable to care for themselves never mind trying to protect themselves from danger. Some of these illness affect the person’s ability to be in crowed areas where the anxiety eats them alive.
Some will never leave their friends like their faithful companion the dog and rightfully so. The shelter will not accomodate anyone under the inflruence of drugs or alcohol. That policy basically eliminates over 700 people from seeking shelter. The policies and rules to gain entrance is time consuming and not guaranteed. Families refuse to split up even for the night and they shouldn’t be forced to do so.
With these sad realities, I would also pitch a tent to protect myself or family in a park. This is survival. The general public don’t care, they are still busting at the gut from the Christmas Dinner Turkey. Try doing without for one year and see how you feel. It almost feels like being violated and left to die.
Live on the street with little food, clothing or shelter and then you will really know what being violated is all about. You will have to deal on a daily basis of rejection, stigma, discrimination and ignorance from the public.
How can anyone in that situation not have their mind, hearts and souls damaged beyond repair? We don’t care, we just don’t want to see them. Out of sight, out of mind. We are selfish, greedy and hateful towards other human beings. What makes us so special that we think that we are any better than a homeless person? The only difference between us is what is in your wallet. Money does not make a person.
Try a heavy reccession, loss of two incomes, divorce, addiction or illness, the money in your wallet will quickly run out and you will be standing in line at the shelter. The government does not see the effects of these conditions while eating a fat ham with a six figure income. The general public can at least save a few hundred dollars a month and many are hundreds of dollars behind on their bills. We can either be homeless or dead, which one would you choose. I am ticked right off! Hooray for the Winter Olympic Games!!!