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brokeandbroken
Enlightened
- Apr 18, 2023
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Homeless. I've been more or less homeless for the past 4 months. 16 months ago I was in medical school. I'm not on drugs, I rarely drink alcohol. I was just a victim of a crime that I will never receive help with and abandoned. Years of hard work stolen a future robbed. There's something sickening, brutal, and disgusting in that I'll never get help. Every single person in my family decided they were more okay with me being homeless then helping. I wake up every morning and I'm faced with the reality that that day is probably going to be better then every subsequent day I have left. Everyday I'm worse off then the prior one.
Help could've be administered, a future returned, life regained, a person made whole. Instead there's just hollow, resounding emptiness that has enveloped my entire core. A desire to live that's waxed a little and waned a lot.
A person abandoned in what should've been their prime left to rot and fade away.
Help could've be administered, a future returned, life regained, a person made whole. Instead there's just hollow, resounding emptiness that has enveloped my entire core. A desire to live that's waxed a little and waned a lot.
A person abandoned in what should've been their prime left to rot and fade away.