Life....
What
truly comes to mind when the word Life is mentioned?
Everyone
has a different interpretation of the word. Some seem to have
all
the tools and manuals for Life.. but to those cast to the wayside of
Life....of Humanity, Life becomes a Foreign Language with no
interpreter to make sense of any of it. No
instructions to be found anywhere…
~
Secondhand Living, Second Edition of Life...~
Life
on the Streets... Means;
Living
on the periphery of human existence by
Living off and through the cast-offs, throw aways, hand
me downs….
Living
through the threads of other people's lives, at times, through the
barest of threads.
Living
in the shadows of other people's lives….. in the shadows of
humanity.
Living
life second hand, sometimes several generations down. Existing
around the edges and periphery of life, society…. But not allowed
to be part of it. Even then, barely tolerated. And Even less so
when physically challenged and you don't move in the perceived manner
set forth by society of what they consider “real” and
"acceptable".
Not
welcome as part of humanity, of society, but rather almost tolerated.
And all the private details of your life, every facet of your
existence, from where and when you sleep, use the restroom, bathe,
brush your teeth, change clothes, is put up on the public screen for
everyone to see, view, comment on, and disregard.
Being
on the streets does change you, and not always in the best of
ways… you find yourself becoming more hardened on the inside,
closing yourself off further and further.
Doing
your best to keep distance from people now, actually dreading having
to be anywhere
where
people are no matter where this may be; the library,
grocery
store, retail store, parks…..because of how you are treated and the
cruel comments directly
targeted
right at you.
You
become more withdrawn from life and stay clear of people.
Becoming
more and more a piece of the landscape, blending
further
with the environment.
~
The Secondhand Life…. Secondhand Living ~
Living
on the periphery of humanity, society…..
Discarded
lives, tossed to the wayside more like garbage to dispose of, rather
than
treated
as the living, feeling,
breathing beings we actually are, just
because
of a change in circumstance.
Having
to live your life on the streets changes a person, especially
in
the way you are treated by others, and takes a tremendous toll on
your life...mentally, physically. Your health is compromised every
moment… being exposed to absolutely everything.
Life
becomes… mundane and obsolete.
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