I know how some of the government workers feel.

[wasupaloopa]

In the 80’s I lost my job. It was near to impossible to find a job like I had.

The mortgage company was calling because my payment was late.

I sold all I could to stay afloat. I fell into a clinical depression and was suicidal. We put up our condo for sale.

The worse was walking around the block looking into other families windows on Christmas Eve. We had no money thus no Christmas. We cried ourselves to sleep.

The realtor treated us as if we were squating in our house.

I thought I was going to be homeless. I went to places where homeless people hung out to see what it was like.

I ended up in a safe house because of my suicidal tendencies.

Finally I got a labor job looking for unexploded ordinance.

We moved in to a cheap one bedroom apartment.

But over time things got better.

I learned that when you are in the shit you need to try things to get out. There is no guarantee anything will work. But you are guaranteed to stay in the shit if you don’t try.

[Crutchez_CuiBono]

1. Good words.

Sad story. Where did you work at?

[wasupaloopa]

3. San Diego

[democratisphere]

2. Great story!

Always keep going and never give up trying!

[Ohiogal]

4. You are living proof

of the misery and hardship Trump so blithely causes for so many hard working good people. When is 40% of this country going to wake up out of their brain addled funk and understands that Trump cares about nothing or no one but himself!

[Crutchez_CuiBono]

5. Yes. Indifferent about the long term impact of his foolish pride decisions.

[COL Mustard]

9. Trump Speaks Out Of Both Sides Of His Mouth

One day he says that Federal employees are great people and that mean Pelosi is keeping them from getting paid. The next day he's denying them (us) a pay raise.

Does
Not
Compute

[VOX]

6. I've been there, too. Big props for surviving what many cannot.

My story is close to yours, wasupaloopa. Decades ago (1970s), I got sick, lost my job, my marriage failed, I was broke, had no place to live, and slumped into a clinical depression. If I was ever going to commit suicide, THAT was the time. The idea that it was an option actually allowed me to sleep at night.

The two things that saved my hide, and kept me moving forward:
1) Having a federal government compassionate enough to offer disability and medical payments;
2) My parents, who weren’t happy about my sorry state, but they at least sensed the gravity of the situation, and took me back in for 9 months until I could heal up.

I clawed my way back up from there. It was a close call, and because of it, I NEVER belittle any poor soul who needs help, or who’s getting assistance of any kind.

[wasupaloopa]

7. I am now generous to homeless people when they ask for money.

It generates good karma for me and the other person.

I keep money in my car for that purpose.

When you give money look the person in the eye and treat them as your equal.

One time a guy asked me for a dollar. I gave him 10 dollars. You could by his eyes that a whole bunch of opportunities opened up to him.

I am not concerned about what they do with the money.

Years before the story I posted I was a homeless alcoholic in San Diego.

[Cha]

8. yes, as dark and as bleak as

it seems in one's current crisis, the main thing is to hang on.

Never Ever Ever Give Up.

So much experience has told me this.. I learned it, too, wasupaloopa.