Memphis, you say? TN represent! (Hey-O!) The rehab I mentioned going to in my first post is located there (La Paloma).
I bought a case of bottled water when I first left home. By no means are they cold, or refreshing after being in the heat of the car- but, hydration is hydration. I've actually found a few useful tips (and even a couple comprehensive 'guides') to help me around the world of vehicle-dwelling homelessness. And, honestly, it's not all that bad. I'm trying to keep as good of an attitude as I possibly can, and I think it works in my favor that I have always had a relatively dry sense of humor, anyways.
I have had very little contact with my family since leaving, and I am sure (or would at least like to think) that they are worried. But, when you're a heroin addict, I think your family sadly gets used to being worried about you. They seem to be pretty grounded in their approach. I am, however, 21 years old, as I mentioned. I suppose it was high time I became self-sufficient anyways. I would love to smoothe things over and have peaceful relations with my family, but right now I'm focusing on improving myself. Once that's done, then I can mend my life back together (hopefully). I'm going job-hunting today, and have printed off copies of my résumé at the public library here.
Last night was tough for me, mentally. It was the worst night of sleep I've gotten thus far. The positions I've had to sleep in (I'm 6'1" and my car is an Altima) have made my lower back terribly sore, which is causing me to awaken frequently to change positions.
All in all, things are slowly starting to not look as bleak. I had a lot of suicidal thoughts again last night, but I think a lot of that at this point is just me getting lonely. It's easier to forget/ignore during the day when I'm surrounded by (albeit not interacting with) people, as opposed to night-time when it feels like the gravity of the situation inevitably sets in.