This is about as low and embarrassing as it gets. I didn't expect my life to come to this. So please, I hope if you read this, you don't judge me too harshly. 

I have now been homeless for a few months, living in my car, or even on the street a few times here and there. After a failed relationship at the end of last year, in which I moved to Redding CA to be with the person I cared about, it did not work out, and I found myself without a place to stay. After a while, I secured a job, and a place to stay initially, but she felt the need to cost me my position, which led to me losing my place. 

I am not meant to be homeless. I have managed multi million dollar restaurants, had nice cars, helped others pay for Christmases when they had no money for their families. I feel as though I do not exist anymore though now when I need help. Moving back to California those years ago was the worst decision I have ever made. Ever since, my life has been in shambles for the most part. 

With that said, this is my plan for every dollar I am lucky enough to receive from anyone:

#1. Secure a cheap residence until I can afford a cheap apartment or home 

#2. Use money for gas to start DoorDashing, Ubering or InstaCart shipping to get money rolling in immediately. 

#3. Food. There hasn't been a lot lately. 

#4. Buying a few clothes items so that I can start applying for restaurant manager positions without looking homeless. 

Thank you for reading this. It means the world to me. I am determined to get out of this. I will not die and be forgotten like so many homeless.