Intro
I did say I don't know where to start. I'm so clueless I forgot to introduce myself. I'm 46 and I normally work in retail but I'm currently looking for a job. I've been living out of several vehicles for the last nine years. I know it's considered homeless but I don't see it that way. I have a roof over my head, clothes on my back and I'm not going hungry. I also have the ability to keep Luna, my service dog. She's not doing a lot of work at eleven years old but she's been with me since she was nine weeks. In July of 2014 I came to live in Massachusetts. During my time here I was beaten, my child ripped away from me and kicked out in the street. I stay in a place I don't belong because my son is here. It's not fair to him that he's stuck living with drug addiction and mental health issues while I live my best life. As long as his father is lucky enough to keep custody I''ll stay for him. Where I stand right now is waiting ...