This is going to sound weird, like I'm observing something from the outside. I guess I'm in denial? (Please understand that I honestly feel fine, and even defiant in my houselessness) I am mostly disturbed that its not just me out here and that every day there are a couple more cars parked with people living in them.
I also feel disturbed that I didn't realize this was happening in shopping center lots around the US. Has anyone else noticed it?
Growing up, and even 4-5 years ago in this east coast USsuburb I never saw houseless people or panhandling.
But that's just one aspect. This smallish suburban city has a growing number of houseless living in their cars all over the city in parking lots. But now there are people on every intersection and cars in ER lots, shopping centers and anywhere parking overnight is allowed. Its to the point that every 2-3 days someone from a local agency delivers food in bags on the car windshields at 6:30am. Thing is, we have food. I'm not starving, I have food stamps and the store is right there. The problem is housing costs too much! Here wages are low but a 1 bedroom is $1600-$2200 easy. Unless you're partnered that's more expensive than many people can afford without paying 90% of their income in rent. They have affordable housing lists in the food bags, along with other resource lists, but for affordable housing you still need to make a certain amount that is beyond what many jobs here pay. Tonight someone --seem like just regular citizens --was driving around handing out sandwiches. I think the people whodo notice feel bad but they don't realize that we are not the homeless they are used to seeing. We are professionals with college degrees and jobs who can't afford rent anymore. (No shade to those who can't, ita just that I recognize the food as them misunderstanding the reality of the situation)
I used to be a social worker and did homeless outreach for several years. Even during my time I never saw anything quite like this --and I've seen some shit. A lot of these people seem like they have 9-5 jobs, they leave during the day and come back at night after 6pm. We all kinda have our special spots. I recognize the cars now so I can tell when someone is new. And some of these are nice newer cars. Its unreal.
I just feel like I'm getting flashbacks to every dystopian novel I ever read. And I also kinda feel like the average person is just going about their lives hoping they aren't next.
What exactly happened to us t
... keep reading on reddit ➡Council members Josh Mandelbaum, Linda Westergaard and Connie Boesen publicly voiced dangerous myths about the moral character of houseless people and used them as an excuse to abandon their duty. Then they ended the meeting without providing a solution.
Just walked my lady down to her car from my third floor apartment, and in the storage area I saw a dudes feet sticking out of one of the compartments. He had closed the door when I came back up. What in the world do I do? Cops? Landlord? Code enforcement? I feel bad for the individual, but I also don't want random people in the building camping out in the storage areas.
Update: I'm new to this building, just over three weeks. I informed the landlord and I guess this has been a mild problem for a little stint of time. The building is being re keyed, as well as a few other security measures being taken. I'm sympathetic to the homeless population, I've been houseless as well. Alas, I pay to live in this building, and I believe I should feel safe with my home. Thanks for everyone response.
Hello everyone, thanks for taking the time to read my post. I’m a university student currently in my last year of study. One topic that always stirs debate amongst a lot of people in my sociology class is surrounding the use of language when talking about certain groups of people. As someone who is currently without a home, what do you think about being referred to as “houseless” instead of homeless? Does it make you feel better in any way? Is it real, meaningful progress? Or is it just performative bullshit that makes non-“houseless” people feel like they’re helping or something? Very curious to see what you think. Thank you again your time and honest feedback is very much appreciated.
Hey y’all, With the temperatures dropping it breaks my heart to see people enduring winter on the streets. Everyone needs a little extra love & help right now. I’m familiar with bowery mission, but I’m wondering where do you all like to volunteer/donate?
I have some time off work and would like to spend my time volunteering, particularly in helping distribute cold weather protection to the houseless in Portland. Does anyone have any recommendations for organizations?
I’m just thinking about the incoming cold snap and what, if anything, can be done short term to help our houseless population? What can the average person do to help? Organizations to donate to? I don’t know where to begin but maybe this can be a list of resources.
Hi y’all. My buddies and I were hoping to feed the houseless in IV for thanksgiving. Any suggestions on how to best go about it/where we can find groups of the houseless? Thanks and hope the quarter is treating y’all well
One of the most bizarre culture I've noticed in Korea was it is absolutely important for people to have enough wealth and profession to get married.
I met some girls recently and they literally only talked about how rich I was, what my dad was doing, what I do for a living, how much I make, if I have a house or not, etc. Some ask directly, others are sneaky enough to ask me in a different way.
Even today one of our managers asked our junior if they could introduce a girl to a guy person it knows, the first thing the junior asked was "how much money does he have right now?".
I mean, I do agree that it is EASIER to live with a person who has a stable financial background, I'm not going to go all delusional and talk about innocent love, but if financial status and profession is the first thing people look on when they meet others, is that even love in the first place? Do they love the person not because of what they are, but for their wealth? Shouldn't it be building a family together, instead of trying to leech on one another?
and to be honest with you, i’m scared shitless of it.
(sorry about the wall of text, i’m on mobile)
move in date is looking to be on or around Feb 10. this is necessary, as i’m due to give birth on Feb 26th. i have good people around me, willing to help with things for the baby, furniture, etc. zero family by blood but a good handful of family by choice. the landlord is a mother of 6, and has been a blessing. she’s working with my shitty credit. i have a really good job, i make enough to pay the rent and simultaneously accumulate savings.
but this experience of being houseless, living in my car since April 2021 has been traumatizing. it’s been an entire life lesson and a half at only 20 years old, and it’s been extremely humbling.. but it’s been hard. really hard. really uncomfortable. i’ve been on survival mode for so long, i’ve honestly forgotten who i am at my core.. and now i have to raise a baby. everything just feels so fast right now. huge change is coming for me, and it’s intimidating the hell out of me. i’m excited yes, of course. i’m excited for this next chapter, i’m excited to have somewhere to properly care for my baby, and myself. but i’m also just absolutely terrified and traumatized. idk. just venting. my head is so heavy lately, i’ve been on edge for as long as i can remember. i just hope this goes as smoothly as it can.
Thank you. You guys are awesome. With the mistreatment and dehumanization the houseless in our community face on a daily basis, you small act of kindness goes a long way.
There isn’t enough people who care for others, and many of the people in our community would rather ignore the people without homes than help them. Thank you for doing better.
This might be a long shot, but if you feel comfortable enough to PM me, I would love to help you guys out.
I live in an apartment, so it doesn't make sense, unless one means "housing" in general.
Edit: thank you for the thoughtful answers so far. Now I know more.
Edit 2: Home for Pusheen. My definition has been that home is where you don't have to wear pants.
My best friend for some years, we'll call him Tim, and I had grown apart because I got clean and sober and getting messed up was all he wanted to do. Fast forward a couple years and I get home to him in my place hanging out with my roommates. They asked if it was cool with me if he crashed for a week or two because he had to move out of his place because he lost his job. We didn't drift apart on bad terms so I said I was cool with it.
I have a plastic bucket I keep spare change in, I fill it and cash it in every six months or so. I had found a perfect combination to where I get $0.85 every morning at the gas station, so there were more quarters than anything in it. I noticed one day that the layer of quarters that was on top was a lot thinner than I remembered it being. I didn't want to think the worst so I put the lid on and marked the lid and bucket with a Sharpie. The next day after work I get home and check, and the lines weren't lined up, and I confronted my former friend in front of my roommates. He admitted to stealing the money so he could but some beer and we asked him to leave.
Fast forward a few months and the lease was up, but I decided to stay. Asked a friend to move in and things went on as normal. A couple weeks in and a knock on the door. It's Tim. He looks like absolute crap and is filthy. He said he's been sleeping under a bridge for a week and has nowhere to go, and begged me to let him stay for a few days. I felt bad for him and said "don't screw me again" and let him in. I woke up for work the next day and found ALL of my lunch meat for work was gone and a bunch of other food. A lot of the food he ate was food I had gotten at the local church did pantry. He said he was starving so he ate it. I kicked him out immediately, because he should've asked instead of just taking. He tried to guilt me saying he didn't want to sleep outside anymore. I had had enough and stood my ground.
A couple weeks go by and I get news about Tim... He had contacted pneumonia and was found in the basement of a church he'd broken into, dead. The guy who was my best friend, my blood brother, dead.
I blame myself to some extent. I didn't have much money for food, but I had enough to keep him around. I could've made a difference, in my mind, and maybe he'd still be alive today. AITA?
Edit: Clarification that the money he stole was to buy beer.
Edit 2: A lot of the food he ate was food I got from the local pantry.
TL;DR - I kicked my houseless friend out
... keep reading on reddit ➡Hi guys. Hopefully this question is ok for this sub! I'm so conflicted writing this but genuinely want to hear what you all have to say. First and foremost I want to say that I am aware of how taxing being houseless can be, the stigma, the lack of resources, etc. I also understand that it's a situation that could happen to any of us at anytime, it is a lifestyle that can be very difficult to get out of and I try to remind myself of this everyday but lately it's been becoming more and more difficult. I am a early/mid twenties woman whose job is deliveries, most of which are in public downtown and neighboring areas. In addition to this I also live downtown and frankly the abuse is constant. Literally every single day I'm either screamed at, cursed out, chased, threatened, cat called, or dodging beer bottles and other projectiles, usually a mix. For the most part I can tune it all out but lately I'm just so... tired. I can't walk around after dark without mace. I can't walk my dog on the sidewalk because of the needles, trash, and broken glass. Ive seen people shooting up and smoking crack in the elementary school playground next door. I’ve seen a man touching himself at the same place. At a certain point I just want to scream. Our street is crawling with rats since the sidewalks are buried in so much trash and half eaten food. I dont want to be the person who just yells "get a job!" and numbs themselves to fact that these are real people with struggles and emotions, but I don't know how else to cope? I've written emails to representatives/senators/councilmen and obviously never heard anything back. I'm sick of being scared and I'm sick with guilt that I'm not doing a good enough job of putting myself in their shoes. How have you all been dealing with this? I'm genuinely at a loss and am burnt out and exhausted by the agression I face everyday. Thoughts?
Remove if this isn’t appropriate. So when it gets to winter I usually look for small ways I can help make life more bearable for houseless people in my city. I was thinking maybe if I give out hot water bottles to help keep people warm. I know obviously they need to be refilled with hot water but people can ask in cafes if they can refill them there maybe for a small cost or for free. Has anyone ever done this and was it helpful? Any houseless people on here would you appreciate if someone gave you a hot water bottle on a cold night?
Does anyone know ways to get involved and help the issues plaguing Portland and the houseless crisis right now?
With garbage all over the city, graffiti done over artist’s murals, human shit in the streets, needle piles at parks, mental crisis in display via unpredictable assaults on the streets, overdoses on display, murder rates rising. How does one help? I am against mass incarceration so prison isn’t the answer but I don’t see anyone talking about alternatives like other cities are.
We’ve defunded but now what? I don’t see any city council meetings about it. All I see is minimal city sweeps that just end up needing be redone in a week, wasting resources and time while displacing someone from their “home”. I know a lot of Portland is too PC to talk about this but it’s inhumane to allow humans to suffer out in the open when we know the issue is mental health and addiction. I’ve helped at shelters and the mission but while spooning out a warm meal may be “a good” in the world it’s not even a bandaid for a horrific issue that’s only getting worse.
My partner and I were walking single file on the sidewalk and she walks up yelling how she hates fucking dykes and smacked my partners glasses off his face. She hit my partner multiple times. Punched me a good three for four times. We are small people. I yelled at her and pushed her away, she stumbled back, thew some trash at me and spat on my partner
It was really scary, we’ve seen this woman around multiple times sleeping in the alleyway downtown. We typically hand out water or snacks to the houseless population. She was always spicy and didn’t want anything so we backed off. This is the first time she was violent towards us. She is a young Indigenous woman with short brown hair, dark baggy clothing, no shoes and her name is Cheryl. I know this because what made her stop was a nice older gentleman who seemed to know her stepped in to help us.
Yes I know I could have called the police I genuinely hate calling the cops. She was gone so fast when I got my phone out. This is the first time she was violent.
I guess…be careful people are fucking mad and really hate the gays (edit: LGBTQ2 couples)
UPDATE: I called the police and filed a report. We are not pressing charges but we did ask for them to release information to the public to be cautious and I will be posting on my social media. If you’d like to share this story DM me and I’ll give you my info l.
I have perhaps 15 or so vials or Humulin insulin N and Humulin insulin R ( the long acting and short acting versions, respectively). They are sealed and not expired. Now that I am off of insulin, I would like to donate them, as I cannot return them to the pharmacy.
What is the wisdom of reddit?
Recently, I posted a meme with the title that “housies” (housed people) are disgusted by poor people and treat them like trash.
First, I want to make clear, that houseless people are NOT trash. There are good folks out on the street and bad folks, there are saints and there are thieves. There are addicts and there are folks who have never been addicted. Just like housed folks. Just like any kind of people.
The point is: housed people, at large, TREAT houseless people with prejudice and bigotry. This has been shown by sociologist Dr. Susan Fiske in studies that she did on classism, found in her book, Envy Up, Scorn Down, and described in a lecture she gave at UCLA, https://youtu.be/f--dDx0q6so
She measured the brain response to a variety of social classes to determine some categories of automatic response (envy, pity, scorn, etc) to those classes of people (doctors, Christians, Turks, etc.) She made up a comparative chart, measuring the brain responses to each class.
When it came to houseless folks, although she measured the responses to that class of people, she did not place them on her comparative chart. If she had, she would have had to re-work the whole chart in order to place houseless people on it. This is because the response of the average person to houseless folks was so far in the category of disdain and disgust, that they were seen by the average American to not be fully human, but more akin to a pile of garbage. And that response doesn’t include a response to the trash or needles that many people associate with houseless folks, except, perhaps, in the mind of the responder. (A full description of this test and the responses are given in the YouTube video above, “Types of De-Humanization”)
The bigotry against houseless folks, however, is not left in the mind. We can see the result of this general social trend in our cities. The following actions or attitudes are bigotry against houseless people, otherwise known as classism:
-The assumption that a houseless person is a criminal, without seeing them do any criminal act. -Refusing to give help to a panhandler because they are an “addict”. -Not allowing a houseless person in a shelter because they have a pet, want to sleep with their family, or because they have to leave the shelter during “black out” even though they need to go to work. -Sweeping an entire camp of 20 plus people due to the criminal act of one. -To see a tent pop up on one’s neighborhood and immediately calling
... keep reading on reddit ➡I got off the bus and was gonna get breakfast at dari mart before work when a man walking in front of suddenly turned around and came bounding at me screaming about me looking at him. First he tried to punch me and i stepped back muttering something like im sorry dude! Then he tried to kick my coffee cup outta my hand before i turned around and basically ran away. Just a heads up. Stay safe out there eugene
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I know the library but is there anywhere more central to downtown? is the YMCA an option?
thank you in advance for being kind
Hi guys. I'm so conflicted writing this but genuinely want to hear what you all have to say. First and foremost I want to say that I am aware of how taxing being houseless can be, the stigma, the lack of resources, etc. I also understand that it's a situation that could happen to any of us at anytime, it is a lifestyle that can be very difficult to get out of and I try to remind myself of this everyday but lately it's been becoming more and more difficult. I am a early/mid twenties woman whose job is deliveries, most of which are in public downtown and neighboring areas. In addition to this I also live downtown and frankly the abuse is constant. Literally every single day I'm either screamed at, cursed out, chased, threatened, cat called, or dodging beer bottles and other projectiles, usually a mix. For the most part I can tune it all out but lately I'm just so... tired. I can't walk around after dark without mace. I can't walk my dog on the sidewalk because of the needles, trash, and broken glass. Ive seen people shooting up and smoking crack in the elementary school playground next door. I’ve seen a man touching himself at the same place. At a certain point I just want to scream. Our street is crawling with rats since the sidewalks are buried in so much trash and half eaten food. I dont want to be the person who just yells "get a job!" and numbs themselves to fact that these are real people with struggles and emotions, but I don't know how else to cope? I've written emails to representatives/senators/councilmen and obviously never heard anything back. I'm sick of being scared and I'm sick with guilt that I'm not doing a good enough job of putting myself in their shoes. How have you all been dealing with this? I'm genuinely at a loss and am burnt out and exhausted by the agression I face everyday. Thoughts?
