Always lessons to be learned …. ALWAYS!!
I’ve been homeless four times in my 25 years on this planet.
When I was 7 my father kicked my mother, me and my four siblings out of the house.
When I was 9 my father had found where we lived and my mum fled with us for our well-being.
When I was 11, he found us again. We ran.
The last time I was homeless was when I’d refused to get involved in my local gang in Easterhouse (one of Scotland’s poorest housing estates), so drew attention from one of the local hooligans. I was beaten up so badly that we left the area for our own safety.
I’m not writing this so people feel sorry for me, rather I’m writing it to illustrate that yes, whilst I was homeless four times I’ve not let it dictate my life in a negative manner — rather I use it as a means…
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