Homelessness was my choice.

When I made the decision to go back into the department of homeless services in New York City in 2015, I said to myself, I’m going to stay in here until I move out not AWOL because I am an emotional train wreck. I want my own. I deserve my own. I had already stayed with relatives from both of my “family”. I had people that weren’t family offer me their couches. Nope not doing that again. I went back in and came out with an apartment, not a room, (which I would have been OK with) that is all mine.
It still feels surreal, but it is real. I did it. I made it. I am no longer homeless physically now I need to get out of that mindset mentally and that for me right there is the journey.

That is my relative truth to the absolute truth that homelessness exist in the world. The reason I chose to be homeless was because I didn’t feel I would grow if I went back to where I was, but I also chose to institutional myself while being homeless. This is a video about “absolute truth” 🆚 “relative truth”.
I used myself as an example to help me get my point across. Bless us for watching.
I hope you enjoy your day.