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how many people still live with their parents? or homeless or???

jones-in_J said:
Rabbit you ised to have a pic of some guy as your avatar right? I hate when people change their avatar it makes things so complicated when you start remembering seeing the same one around lol
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Thats nothing. Try 8 people having the same avatar, or when 2 people switch avatars with each other. Now thats complicated.
 
homeless/couch hopping turning 20 in 3 weeks
at the moment parents let me back in the house after a bad OD on meth been getting my shit straight looking for a job living off food stamps.
 
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Im 24 and Live at my parents house along with my girlfriend currently. I'm surprised my mom has put up with my father and myself for so long. I hope to move out soon.
 
Znegative said:
Im 24 and Live at my parents house along with my girlfriend currently. I'm surprised my mom has put up with my father and myself for so long. I hope to move out soon.
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24 and @ home too, sans gf. Also, I don't have the money or balls to move out soon. It feels real bad, but not quite as bad as being homeless.
 
wow you people are amazing! thanks all for answering. i just got the food stamp hook up and found a way to comfortably sleep in my car. might have a temp job on monday too.
 
When dex and n3o switches avatars it fucked with me at first. Heres a joke to brighten the mood. "what do you call a hippie guy with no girlfriend?"






"homeless" :P
 
I used to teach high school. I've been laid off two years. My unemployment ran out.

During the years my husband and I were both earning, I found and bought a five bedroom three bedroom house. It was November, 2001. I was really scared. I thought things were going to get worse, and I have four kids. They were 22 years old, 20 years old, sons, and 17, 14, daughters.

My oldest daughter and her husband, their baby boy, my oldest son and his wife, and their dog, my youngest daughter, and her dog, all live with me. And my husband and our dog.

I can't find a fukknn job and it's fukknn sickening. My kids pay the bills. They are all employed. Underemployed, considering their degrees. But when the shit hit the fan for us, my husband sat down with them and told them we couldn't cover the nut. They all came here when they took pay cuts and hours cut, and stay here for their dad and I.

My house has become like a small village. The women tend to congregate in the nursery at night to hold the baby for awhile. The guys are into football season. Everybody spends time holed up too... we have cable and wifi because my son and daughter in law have full time jobs. They don't earn enough to live in an apartment though, and make car payments. Even if I were working, they would have to live with us, at least until they saved awhile.

My son in law is fully qualified to be a fireman but he can't get an interview. Nothing. He has skills though, and lays carpet and tile with a friend when he can. The work is sporadic but at least he brings in some money. I bring in negative zero.

He is generous with his bud and I'm high right now on his dime. He also grows audacious plants every season, keeps the lawn mowed, and the house wood trim paint is never peeling even around the upstairs bedroom windows. He is an alcoholic but he stopped drinking vodka. He drinks a lot of beer and he's a happy guy so hey. I got my own problems. We know we all do.

I'm not going to blog about everyone else. You get the idea. My family has gone through some drama, gotten past it. Now we have circled the wagons. Between eight of us, there are six bachelors degrees, but if we didn't all live together under one roof we would all be without a roof at all. We are all scared about the way our lives are turning out. Inside this house, the eight of us, plus our three dogs, are together because we need each other.

Don't be ashamed of living with your parents. The economy is causing a famine in the middle class.

Huddle up, children.

We used to all have jobs and earned our degrees worth of money. We had vacations, nice dinners out, a lot of fun.

Now we are all broke. But pooling our resources, we have an air conditioned house to live in, and television and wifi, dependable cars, hot showers, and something in the refrigerator. We always eat at home, even if it's a sandwich, it's better than nothing.

It's a cruel muthrfkkn world.
 
Don't be ashamed of living with your parents. The economy is causing a famine in the middle class.

i dont, i was kicked out thanks for the response though. ;p> maybe i could make 9?
 
I'm 29 live with parents hasn't always been that way. A bit over a year ago my friend who I was staying with kicked me out because I was talking to him in his head, he was psychofrenic tho a week prior to that he was telling what a good boarder I was always paying my rent and that on time. before that was living in a caravan until they botted me out from there for having my music to loud 3 times.
I'm lucky cause my mum is scared if she kicks me out I will go back to the way I was (which was shoot pretty much anything into my veins. ) I'm now clean for well over a year apart from occasionly shooting some ice. I have also just given up a 15 year pot smoking habit which my parents are very proud of.
Once I find full time work again I will get my own place, it's not like I havn't tried but nobody is willing to give a single male on the dole a oppurtuntiy in there house.
I'v only sleeped on the streets a few times I sympathise with you cause it gets bloody cold out there.
 
I have become my parents :0 ..............50+ y.o. & still live in the house I was born in. My heart goes out to you kids livin day by day, stay strong. Inspiring to hear about you guys making it happen under duress.
 
ugly said:
I used to teach high school. I've been laid off two years. My unemployment ran out.

During the years my husband and I were both earning, I found and bought a five bedroom three bedroom house. It was November, 2001. I was really scared. I thought things were going to get worse, and I have four kids. They were 22 years old, 20 years old, sons, and 17, 14, daughters.

My oldest daughter and her husband, their baby boy, my oldest son and his wife, and their dog, my youngest daughter, and her dog, all live with me. And my husband and our dog.

I can't find a fukknn job and it's fukknn sickening. My kids pay the bills. They are all employed. Underemployed, considering their degrees. But when the shit hit the fan for us, my husband sat down with them and told them we couldn't cover the nut. They all came here when they took pay cuts and hours cut, and stay here for their dad and I.

My house has become like a small village. The women tend to congregate in the nursery at night to hold the baby for awhile. The guys are into football season. Everybody spends time holed up too... we have cable and wifi because my son and daughter in law have full time jobs. They don't earn enough to live in an apartment though, and make car payments. Even if I were working, they would have to live with us, at least until they saved awhile.

My son in law is fully qualified to be a fireman but he can't get an interview. Nothing. He has skills though, and lays carpet and tile with a friend when he can. The work is sporadic but at least he brings in some money. I bring in negative zero.

He is generous with his bud and I'm high right now on his dime. He also grows audacious plants every season, keeps the lawn mowed, and the house wood trim paint is never peeling even around the upstairs bedroom windows. He is an alcoholic but he stopped drinking vodka. He drinks a lot of beer and he's a happy guy so hey. I got my own problems. We know we all do.

I'm not going to blog about everyone else. You get the idea. My family has gone through some drama, gotten past it. Now we have circled the wagons. Between eight of us, there are six bachelors degrees, but if we didn't all live together under one roof we would all be without a roof at all. We are all scared about the way our lives are turning out. Inside this house, the eight of us, plus our three dogs, are together because we need each other.

Don't be ashamed of living with your parents. The economy is causing a famine in the middle class.

Huddle up, children.

We used to all have jobs and earned our degrees worth of money. We had vacations, nice dinners out, a lot of fun.

Now we are all broke. But pooling our resources, we have an air conditioned house to live in, and television and wifi, dependable cars, hot showers, and something in the refrigerator. We always eat at home, even if it's a sandwich, it's better than nothing.

It's a cruel muthrfkkn world.
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That was very interesting ugly. I am curious how you can truley not find any work as a teacher? If not teaching there is a lot of things you can do with an education degree and there is ALWAYS work for subsitute teachers...and they make decent money.
 
Panhandling, does that actually work. Doesn't everyone ignore panhanders, give me an example of something you would say please.
 
http://www.homelessvoice.org/

This is the place I spent so much time at and worked. The "panhandlers" sell the newspaper on the road. These people work hard if you can imagine standing in the intersection in the blazing heat trying to make a few bucks. This shelter doesn't get government funding like public shelters. Everyone has a different story as there are so many factors that cause people to become homeless. I never realized until I was there how lucky I am.


EDIT: watch the little video towards the bottom. It explains everything.
 
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I tried going to the local shelter, it's full of people that try to bully the new people and steal everything you have! I woke to some a hole with his hand in my pocket! The other pan handlers are mostly selling dope to support their habit and if they get a few free dollars its a bonus! Don't stand near their area or else they will fight. This is a big nightmare and I'm not waking up from it. It's not easy by any means.

I live around a bunch of God fearing catholic Hispanics they believe they have a better chance of getting into heaven if they help the poor and less fortunate.
 
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