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Originally posted by MidnightSunshine
I never have any money to give. Once i was downtown waiting at a bus stop for a lonnng time. while i waited i was munchenn on a big bag of combos, and drinking a fresh pepsi. so, im standing there, and i notice the homeless guy, with a sign..need $4 food...So ..i walked over to him, and gave him half the bag. he acked confused, and shoved them into his pocket.
Another time a friend and i were in a different part of the city waitng for the bus, under the little shelter.. It was extreamly cold, if i had to guess id say 5 degress. their were quite a few people in hudled up trying to stay out of the wind. Over walks a homeless man. He did'nt look good. his neck was all swelled out and he was'nt looking very healthy. his coat was next to nothing and tattered. then i noticed his feet. This poor guy was wearing shoes that were waaay too small for his feet. Like kids shoes His unsocked heels were red and black, and sticking way out of the shoe. we stood there for a long time. all of the other people caught their buses. So I had been thinking about it. I probably didnt have any money, and i wanted to help him. I was so just outraged over his feet. So I nonchalanly took off my shoes, and my socks. I remember really not wanting to part with the socks. It was soooo cold, and i happeded to love that particular pair of socks. But i said, F it. I have tons of socks.
so i walk over to him and say something like "here take.." and he inturups me and yells "I Dont want it, and don't try and ask me again!!" so i go "ok"..at that moment, our bus was pulling up. The frozen man was going to be all alone in the bus shelter. So as we're heading out i say to my friend real loud" Hey shan, i'm just gonna leave these socks right here on the bench, I dont want them" And we got on the bus.
I tryed to look out the bus window to see if he took them, but i could'nt tell.
BTW this is my first post. Hello. Sorry about my poor typing skills. I know im supose to capitlize stuff, and use apostrophys and what not...but i ussualy don't and i spell alota sheet wrong too. Ususaly cause i don't know any better, sometimes on pourpus.
Originally posted by Hessdalen
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thanks to ryan i see homeless people with different eyes - they are the mirror of our broken, absurd society - we need to help them. addiciton is an illness what needs to be threatend and not put in jail what usually happens if your lifing on the streets with an addiction. but to be honest in my early age i laught, discriminated and somtimes harmed them...now i let them life and support cloth give-away and stuff...
Originally posted by voiceoreason
I don't know about everyone else, but it's fairly obvious to me when someone is completely full of sh&$.
When a street person comes up to you and has an excessively sorrowful, yet urgent look on their face; it typically means that they are sorrowful because they don't have drugs or alcohol, and it is very urgent that you give them whatever they can get out of you so that they can get some drugs or alcohol.
If someone wants food, they won't be hanging outside a place that sells booze or in a zone that is known for crack or opiate sales.
Those that are simply experiencing 'hard times' have the ability to get a fresh start if they aren't hopelessly stuck in the habit of screwing-over every single person that they ever met.
If a street person is pushy in the slightest, then they are a degenerate and don't deserve anything from you.
It is unfortunate that many of the people on the street are mentally-ill; but you are helping no one by supporting beggars. Naivete doesn't absolve you from enabling destructive behavior.
Those that want help will seek it out-- and there are lots of places that offer help to those that legitimately want it.
Best of luck to all on the streets! I hope one day we will all have what we need.
edit on 5-3-2011 by voiceoreason because: preposition.
Originally posted by lizziejayne
reply to post by sugarcookie1
Last time I saw a homeless person, he asked for money.
Knowing him to be a drug addict and seeing him look emaciated, I bought him a hot dog and a lemonade instead of giving him cash.
The chap was so grateful he tried to give me some of the money he'd already collectededit on 5/3/11 by lizziejayne because: (no reason given)
Originally posted by LRP2010
reply to post by sugarcookie1
When I was a kid (age 11) things became really hard for my family, no work, dad sick, we eventually were homeless for quite a while. My mother, sister and I would sleep in the car, trying to get help where we could. My mother and sister would work when they could but when you don't have an address or a place to clean up, good clothes to wear, it is hard to get work. Thankfully there were people that were kind and would help. But there were the others who wanted to taunt and torment us - one night while sleeping in the car a group of jerks on motorcycles kept circling our car banging on it trying to scare us - as if we weren't already scared before they arrived - nights were hard and many people who haven't seen hardship can be jerks. It is easy to say "get a job" or "take a shower" when the person doing the yelling gets to go home to 4 walls and a bathroom, hot dinner and the escape of the television.
That time of my life shaped my way of thinking and I will never forget being so hungry that I thought I would die, so scared all the time, and so thristy that even now I feel panic when I don't have water handy. And the worse part was the humiliation. We lived in a shelter for a while, slightly better choice than being on the streets - shelters are just a different kind of frightening and nasty (at least from what I remember).
There was this family, and not sure how we ended up in their home, but they took us in for an evening and made us breakfast for dinner. There was so much food and I couldn't believe that people could have so much or be so kind. I will never forget that. There were many people who came along to asist us. A group of young people helped us and would bring us things in the shelter and they kept some of our stuff that we couldn't take in (we didn't have much but didn't want to lose what we had). They never bothered our things and were very kind. Unfortunately the kind people were fewer than the mean ones.
There were so many people living on the streets and some were mentally ill, a few were really scary, some drug addicts, and some were really fine but just didn't know they had a choice. Not knowing a choice is available is probably the saddest of all. But even the "crooks" on the street were doing what they felt they had to do so they could survive - can't imagine things are much different now. The rules are very different when you are in that position. There were a few who were just lazy but in reality most just wanted to eat, some wanted to self-medicate (can't say that I blamed them) and others just wanted to be left alone. There are so many reasons people end up homeless and in many ways it is a trap that is hard to get out of. Even when the body is taken out of the situation, the mind is still there for a long time and that is why so many keep falling back into that same place.
When things changed for us and we were back in our hometown and I went back to school I just couldn't shake that part of me who had lived on the streets and had to beg. It took a long time to crawl out of that place. Long after I had my own home and a great job making good money (I am one of the lucky ones) I still felt like that kid who didn't have a place to live, who most thought of as trash to toss aside or make fun of. I can still feel panic inside and have that fear of being homeless (not even close to a reality but the fear still hangs in the back of my mind).
I work in the real estate industry and now with all the foreclosures and going into homes where people have been evicted, seeing kids toys and special things that had to be left behind, sometimes even pets (so sad), it takes me back. Makes me feel sick to think another family may be going through the very thing I did and knowing they will never be the same again.
So, to answer the question, When I see a homeless person, I give what I can and treat everyone with respect. Sometimes the respect means more than the dollar I can toss in their cup. I don't choose what to give them, I give them what they ask for if I have it. They make the choice with what they do with the money. So if my dollar goes for a bottle of cheap wine, then wine it is.
Originally posted by Q2IN2Y
If I had enough money, I would help them back on their feet.. of course with my supervision to make sure they stay the path.
But for now, I have to feel sad and keep walking...
Originally posted by syntheticbutterfly
I have been homeless and at the time, the people who were kindest to me were those who had the least - the other homeless people.
Anyway, when I see someone homeless now I try to be practical - I'll buy them some bread, fruit and cheese or something, ask if they smoke and give them a few cigarettes(especially if I see people picking up cigarette butts from the floor, I hate that), rolling papers if they want them.
If a friend was homeless I'd try and give them somewhere to sleep at night.
My other half is incredibly generous - he will give anyone in need anything he can - money, tobacco, food, drinks!
Originally posted by IntastellaBurst
... That depends on the person situation.
There was a time when I had more money than I knew what to do with, ... so if I saw a homeless person say, in front of Mcdonalds, and they gave me good Vibes, .... sometimes I would just two big bags of food, and toss another 50 bucks in the bag.
It wasnt alot for me, ... and money is worthless if you have no need for it. but imagine how much of a difference it makes for them ??
Want to know the irony ?? sometimes they would look in the bag, and actually try to give the money back to me !! lol
We cannot judge a person by their circumstance.
Originally posted by Skate
Well considering I see homeless people everyday of my life now here in Saint Augustine, Florida, I usually just walk right past them. I hate when they beg for change.
Originally posted by syntheticbutterfly
I think it can be helpful to try to put yourself in the place of the person who is begging , it's not at all nice to have to ask people to give you money/food/whatever. I always used to feel like, why should these people give their hard-earned money to me.
I think what I want to say is, everyone who is homeless has a different story, they are not always to blame for the situation they were in, and once you are there it is very, very hard to get back from it.
Help isn't alwayus easy to get. In the UK, I sought out help and was basically told if I wasn't willing to admit alcohol/drug abuse or was not in direct threat from someone or pregnant that they couldn't offer me any assistance. That creates a downward spiral in my point of view.
Originally posted by BadBoYeed
If they are just begging, i ignore. If they are actually doing something, like singing, playing an instrument etc i will give them money