Not every homeless person that you see on the streets got there from a combination of substance abuse and mental illness. Since becoming homeless over five years ago I've worked for a couple of different charity organizations to bring some kind of meaning to my life. What I found out through my personal experiences is that there are many different paths that lead to the streets. Each one of these paths, though many times sharing commonalities, is unique and reflects the individuality that we all have as human beings.

My path, like many others, is unique and reflects who I am as an individual. Since becomming homeless, I've not only discovered the depths of my own frailties but became aquinted with some of the most positive and special traits that I have to offer to the world with which I interact. My story is not an easy one to tell, and there is no simple answer that I can offer as to exactly how I became a person who is currently sleeping on a concrete slab at night. Pain is a companion constantly reminding me of how lucky I am to be alive. All I can hope for is that I can strive to be a positive and productive person who can help others. That's what I prayed for three years ago after I was almost killed in a traffic accident. Since then I've volunteered for thousands of hours of charitable service, and I hope to keep on voluteering as long as my body will allow it.

In the coming days I will tell you my story. I hope it serves as a positive connection between you and me. Take Care-until next time. ME HOMELESSGUY