My Family Thinks I'm in a Hotel. I'm Homeless.

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I am not too proud to share this. I am an educated woman who is in a temporary situation. I keep a positive attitude and hold onto hope. I have faith in God and would be lost if I didn't. I have often sat at my church and prayed. Somehow I have gotten by this past month.

I see the light at the end of the tunnel for myself with my new job. I just have to get through to that first paycheck. I will have a home with that first check and be able to get my car repaired.

I learned that many homeless are stuck there. I choose not to be and am fighting my way out. Some days are harder than others. I have cried many times and wondered when it would end. I don't beg on a corner, nor do I complain to anyone about it. My therapists think I am doing wonderful considering my situation. I just realize that to feel sorry for myself doesn't do any good. I have to find the brightness in every day. I live my life a day at a time. Some days, the bright spot is the moments I have with my dogs.

I write this so next time you see someone homeless—take time to help them. They will be grateful. I know I am when someone helps out.

Laura KarolChik

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