Three years ago was homeless while in high school. At the time I was struggling a lot with anxiety, whether it be social or just generally due to the situation. Was pretty depressed and was pretty close to hopeless. It took time and it took struggle. But, managed to graduate despite the circumstances (albeit barely). My family (Mom and siblings) managed to get out of the shelter we were in and eventually got a place, and even joined the military, actually making some money. Kept a lot from the time buried. Took a long time to finally start working on the issues I had stemming from those times. Seeing therapy and have been slowly building off that. The advice I have, especially looking back on how I managed to come out mostly unscathed, is seriously don’t be afraid to lean on those close to you. I genuinely don’t think I would have made it out of that without someone to keep me pushing. If the folks close really care about you, they’d at the very least be willing to lend an ear.
