Transition (personal)

It's nice to have an apartment.  The first thing that anyone who has been homeless thinks about when moving to an apartment is sleep and being able to sit down.  Homelessness is tiring.

The next thing that you think about is being able to have quiet around you.  Living with a lot of people in close quarters is stressful.

Then you start the most difficult part, which is suddenly not having all of those people around.  The world doesn't think of homeless people as people, so the public doesn't understand that getting an apartment is the first step.  People who are made homeless for reasons other than natural disasters, fires and other such events didn't have good integration and support before they were homeless.

If the only issues were that I'm alone, impoverished and haven't finished a 4-year college degree, that wouldn't be so bad.  Unfortunately, the surveillance of everything that I do, in addition to what's said about me online and the ever-looming involuntary pornography of me (which I appreciate that many unknown people have probably spent years preventing from being attached to Internet searches of my name), are obstacles to what I would normally do to meet people.

Having now been through 2 apartments in which I turned to celebrities online when the built-in socialization of homelessness was eliminated, I am not as vulnerable to being overtaken by celebrity lives.  To say that nobody was there for me when I wasn't asking for much is an understatement.  Anyone of the many people who knew that I was telling the truth about hidden, illegal cameras in those apartments could have corroborated it. When I was losing the first apartment for objecting to that crime, I didn't ask for corroboration because I didn't want to ask any of the people who had contributed to my having to live that way for anything.  When I was losing the second apartment, those 5 months of asking that someone contact any of the local people who could have stopped that second, retaliatory eviction, while nobody did; I'll tell you what, I started talking to myself full-time after that.  I don't even know when I'm doing that anymore.


I am also without money other than to pay my bills and do things that don't cost a lot.  When I have a few hundred dollars, I'll invest in some activities that might help me to meet people in the Boston area.

For now, I might have some fluctuations in mood.  I do not have a stable social life, and, being a social person, that is upsetting and it makes me needy/irritable/obnoxious/rude/morose/other unhelpful things.