I was 21 when I lost my job that I had spent 3 years of my life at. I didn't have health insurance, and I made about 10 an hour. Nearing the end of the winter months, our store started cutting hours. When this happened, I was already just scraping by
And I just couldn't afford my rent. When this happened, I went homeless, but I was still working at least 32 hours a week. When I was on the streets, it was still very cold out, and I had gotten sick. When this happened, I needed to call out from work, but due to some