I used to think that I knew what a homeless person looked like. I thought that maybe their bad choices that had put them on the street; perhaps they had an addiction, no family support, a lack of education or simply no drive to improve their circumstances. How wrong was I?
Almost overnight, my life changed dramatically when the relationship I was in broke down due to domestic violence. I had to flee that situation, leave my job and with that, shatter all my dreams. I became a single mother with no security, and for the first time in my life, I knew what it was like to struggle.
But I survived. I moved to the suburbs, rented an apartment and took a casual job as a cleaner as my daughter started school.
In 2008 I decided to go back to university to update my qualifications as a graphic designer. I wanted to get a good job to support myself and my daughter.
Financially, things got worse. My rent increased, my daughter’s child support was not being paid and I was getting deeper into debt.
I sold everything we owned to try and stay in my private rental but eventually I was evicted.
Now with a bad rental history, no bond and no job, my chance of getting back into the private rental market was virtually impossible. I was homeless.
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Thanks for sharing your story.
I am an architect and have been doing a bit of research into women and homelessness. In Australia the largest percentage of the homeless population are single mothers and mature women. The social housing that we are building and investing in needs to reflect this. Homes need to be family and community orientated to provide a safe environment for people. It is important to plan appropriately and consider the future client of the building. As opposed to fitting as many apartments as possible on a tiny parcel of land.
Thank you for sharing this story with us. A few years ago one of my acting gigs was running a council-funded drama program for young people who had or were experiencing homelessness. It was the first time I'd had contact with "homeless people" and it opened my eyes up to what they go through and how much of it is really out of their control.
I wish more people realised that you can try so hard and still end up in these situations. But your story shows there is always hope and we can all help in our own way.