Since I go to so many places to help the poor. I really find it interesting that poor people are so more honesty, interesting, and have much more integrity, and are so humble then people who are rich and cocky, if you no what I mean. Right now, I am living with this man who is out of his mind. I hide in a room for fear of who he is going to be Mr. Jeckly or Mr. Hyde. Everyone is so worried about me, but I have no help. I have called more agencys than anyone here could imagine. Social services, Hud, Section 8 all closed where I lived and if one was opened there would be a 3 year waiting list. I don't have 3 years. I live in East Northport, NY. I am all alone, My friends all work and have good husbands. They cant and wont help me. Social services wont help me because they said I make to much money a month on Disability. I make 707 a month. I pay for car insurance 200 a month and a cell phone bill and thats not includinding anything else. The only people who care are the poor people, no one who is in power. I dont know how to get out of this situation. All of my furniture and life is in this mans house. If anyone knows me here I still want to die.
I wish i GOT A FATAL DISEASE BECAUSE i AMONG THE MANY WILL BE HOMELESS IN 3 WEEKS. i LIVE ON DSS AND THE DEPARTMENT OFF SOCIAL SERVICES TOLD ME THAT i MAKE TOO MUCH MONEY A MONTH 822 IN ORDER FOR ME TO GET AN APARTMENT TO LIVE. i CANT FIND ONE...i WISH i WAS DEAD