As I write this, I can't help but reflect on the series of events that led me to this point in my life. I have been sofa surfing for some time now, and it hasn't been easy. It all started after I split up with my boyfriend, and things went downhill from there.
I didn't speak to my mum for a long time because of him, and it is something that I deeply regret now. Unfortunately, she passed away in 2018, and I never got to make amends with her. It's something that I have to carry around with me all day. After my mum's death, I developed a drinking habit, but I am proud to say I have been clean from for almost two years now. It was a battle that I fought on my own, but I am grateful that I was able to overcome it.
Things got even more complicated when I stopped speaking to my sister, who was the only family I had left. After my mother's death, she refused to let me see my nieces and nephews, and I haven't seen them since 2019. It's been a tough road, but I am learning to cope with the loss.
Adding to my troubles, I suffer from a health condition called Hidradenitis Suppurativa, which causes me to experience anxiety and depression. It's been a daily struggle, but I am determined to not let it define me.
The first time I found myself sleeping on the street, I was petrified. But it's amazing to know that strangers are willing to help me, especially with the high cost of living these days. I am incredibly grateful for their kindness and support. I am now looking forward to a fresh start, one where I don't have to wake up on friends' floors or sofas. I am excited to start living life again and feeling independent. Hopefully, my health will improve now that I will have a place of my own.