Share your stories of desparation!

Emmzi

pre-veggie hotdogs! think they were about 20p for a jar of 8 - no leccy to heat em up! dread to think what was in em but lived on them for a month.

Annie_Fanny

Telling this story always makes me feel better - the depths we have to plummet to!

My lowest ebb came just after I had left Uni in Sheffield. I was £6k in debt - this was in 1998. My dad basically told me to get my !!!!!! down south (to Surrey) and get a proper job as the North was basically CR&P! So I move (away from my partner) and start earning some wages working for my dad at some kennels. Sounds ok? Oh no no no. The catch is that my dad lived in 'free accomodation' basically a shack (a run down mangy old caravan) situated next to the kennels. I had to sleep on a plank - I think there would've been more room in a coffin. The walls were paper thin and I could hear my dad's ear drum blistering snores and the dogs in the kennels howling all night. It was painfully cold in winter. The irony is is that this area in Surrey that I was living is one of the most affluent in the U.K. and it is not so far away from St. Georges Hill where loads of celebs live.

I lived there for 11 months surrounded by dog turds, working 12 shifts desperately trying to pay off my debts.

I laugh about it now. I didn't then!

lynzpower

I do love that story Annie, makes me realise that thngs have never been that bad for me, and for that I rejoice. The idea of me, my dad and loads of dog sh1`t and a caravan just is too horrible to imagine *shivers*

amosworks

It's nice we can all now laugh at the things we've had to do to survive in the past (those faggots lol), but there really is a very sinister side to the OP.

I've done some really low things to survive at my lowest of my low points (the time when I couldn't actually afford to eat for 3 days). I will never tell anyone some of the things I had to do to get food - but I know you can all understand the feeling of absolute desperation I had when you really don't have any other choice. It forces you to confront your standards and morals and everything else you hold dear to your heart. Those sorts of things are really the only actual things we will ever truly own in our lives, what's in our heart, and being forced to lose those things to put hunger at bay is one of the worst tortures and humiliations a person can endure.

As I said, some things are fun to look back on now, but there are many people in that situation this very moment How many of you who have been in this situation have actually ever voulenteered in your local homeless shelter? I'm sure there are many worse off people who would be happy to have a problem of never-ending supply of faggots.

Sorry if this post sounds preachy, it's just that although YOUR hunger problems might be much better now, it doesn't mean that everybody elses are too It sickens me that we're in the the 21st Century and still this happens.

Imelda

When I was 14 my parents split up, money was tight, and my sister and I were growing fast (eating like horses too). There was an offer in Iceland for chicken nuggets, something like buy 1 get 8 free, so my mum stocked up. We had a chest freezer in the garage, that was filled, I had them in my packed lunch every day (ooooh the humiliation, why couldn't I just have sandwiches like everyone else??), every night for dinner in some way shape or form for what seemed like months. I haven't been able to eat one since. Also, towards the end of the month we would open our packed lunches to find our sandwiches were just bread and butter with a note from mum- "sorry, run out of things to put in your sarnie!" or " IOU- one sandwich filling" Once I opened my lunchbox and just found an apple inside it and a note saying she had nothing to give me that day, could I go to the school office and ask for some money? We laugh now (mum has always been somewhat unorthodox) but at the time I was so embarrassed.

daz_free

ha ha living off potatoes and pasta at uni

Annie_Fanny

amosworks wrote:

It's nice we can all now laugh at the things we've had to do to survive in the past (those faggots lol), but there really is a very sinister side to the OP.

I've done some really low things to survive at my lowest of my low points (the time when I couldn't actually afford to eat for 3 days). I will never tell anyone some of the things I had to do to get food - but I know you can all understand the feeling of absolute desperation I had when you really don't have any other choice. It forces you to confront your standards and morals and everything else you hold dear to your heart. Those sorts of things are really the only actual things we will ever truly own in our lives, what's in our heart, and being forced to lose those things to put hunger at bay is one of the worst tortures and humiliations a person can endure.

As I said, some things are fun to look back on now, but there are many people in that situation this very moment How many of you who have been in this situation have actually ever voulenteered in your local homeless shelter? I'm sure there are many worse off people who would be happy to have a problem of never-ending supply of faggots.

Sorry if this post sounds preachy, it's just that although YOUR hunger problems might be much better now, it doesn't mean that everybody elses are too It sickens me that we're in the the 21st Century and still this happens.

I have volunteered in a homeless shelter. Just sos you know Amos!

Imelda

Annie_Fanny wrote:

I have volunteered in a homeless shelter. Just sos you know Amos!

Me too!! I used to volunteer on xmas day, saved the hassle of trying to decide which of my parents to spend it with too....

lynzpower

Annie_Fanny wrote:

I have volunteered in a homeless shelter. Just sos you know Amos!

Yep me three

Snaggles

Point taken Amos, but sometimes you have to find humour in the darkest of situations, it's a survival mechanism. There was no intent to belittle the struggles that some people (including some who visit these forums) face every day.