I have never and will never claim I have gone through the emotional trauma of being homeless. I can however say I have personally gotten as close as someone can. I have PTSD from my 74 days on the streets. I cry at night and cant rest because of what I have witnessed. My family has suffered immensely emotionally (ask my wife). Lost in all this is I am NOT doing this for a job. No one is paying me and this project has financially broken me. I do not fundraise for myself, only others! While anyone judging or evaluating me rests and comments about my actions, I starve, get no sleep, and am unsafe VOLUNTARILY while giving up my $4200 salary per month. Why? I am plagued by the truth! Not the truth that the homeless are mistreated. Everyone knew that long before me. The truth that society DOES NOT CARE! I sacrifice myself because no other human is crazy enough to do it and IT WORKS! People SAY they care. They believe they care! Do they care? Only if you entertain them. Thats right, my pain is your entertainment! But the secret is.... You are learning without realizing it!! Bottom line is.... i am burdened by the truth. I will die before I give up. No matter what is said, I firmly believe every moment in my life has prepared me for this job. I care because I must! Who else really does? Very few.... Sadly very few! I cherish that I am not political. I will always be the guy who speaks out even if I am the only one! I could care less about anything or anyone except the people suffering while you discuss why they arent. https://m.youtube/watch?v=-IUSZyjiYuY
Posted on: Mon, 26 Jan 2015 14:36:41 +0000
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