I've lived as poorly as one can and still have a roof over my head. Ive never been homeless but my girlfriend has. She was lucky enough to go into a local job training program that got her poo poo together. I honestly should not have been able to escape my situation but i did. I'm still poor but i dont worry about the same things i used to anymore and i can only relate to some of it as a trauma experience because like certain things can happen in my life that causes full blown panic attacks because i was used to those sorts of events causing enough financial damage to mean water and electricity gets cut off or whatever. I'm also a nutcase so it's not guaranteed to gently caress you up but my major complaint about poverty now is that. The mental damage i keep unearthing in therapy and stuff. Poverty is a really bad place to be y'all
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