“I am homeless and live in a tent because I got caught in a bad relationship. I lost it and gave up on life itself. I didn’t want to give up on her, but she gave up on me. It’s over. That’s the truth. I am on my ass until I find out where I am supposed to go. I loved her. I am just a poor man. I have to kick myself and get a job and try to rejoin the world.”
I’m figuring out how to make room for all the different parts of me
“I come from a musical family that also enjoyed camping. My dad would bring his guitar, and my parents would sing by...
I hope he finds peace and renewed hope…I hope finds his own self worth along the way.