Her name was Starr, she was a black kitty and so cute, but I lost her in 2021 after I wound up homeless for 3 weeks during the winter. I had her safe at this house, but when I broke my arm I moved to the big city in an ambulance (end of Nov/early Dec 2021) and lost her, forever...
I didn't tell my family or my friends where I was because when I was homeless nobody would help me so I found myself sleeping outside or staying up all night and warming up in gas station bathrooms. I had to shoplift to feed myself or eat at 1 of 2 agencies on the day they had free breakfast; the other day being the odd chance they had something but they usually didn't. I began to grow tired of that life because though i had a charger for my phone one time the casino security stole it from me; that was the coldest day and I remember thinking "what will I do?" but people who were known as street parents helped me and would let me sleep on the floor of their crowded houses and if I was lucky I got 20 mins of sleep. 1 time I pulled a building fire alarm just so the police would throw me in cells and I had somewhere warm for 1 night.
Then the accident happened after it snowed. The night before i slept on the step of a church, huddled in the doorway, making sure to keep 1 eye open so no one bothered me. I went to the library during the first snowfall of late 2021 and I had a BAD fall. I had a humerus fracture and required an ambulance and the hospital said surgery.
I was in the hospital, in a room, with my arm propped up on blankets and a pillow. Everytime I moved my arm I could feel the bone rub on bone and had to sit through the pain, I hid my tears. The staff discovered I had no one who cared i was in the hospital, after sitting in a room for hours. I was about to get in an ambulance and get driven to the big city and wait an undetermined time for surgery... I cried my eyes out. But then this lil nurse, the 2 paramedics who brought me in and i think the 2 paramedics who would drive me in ambulance crowded around my bed as I was given pain killers. They took a deep breath for me and put my arm in a sling; the nurse bought it for me because other wise my arm would have had nothing during a bumpy ride doing over 100 kilometers on a highway late at night.
I remember feeling next to nothing. Pain killers were new to me. Aside from thinking "what will I do in the city after surgery? Where will I go? What will happen to me?" all I could think of was my cat locked inside a boarded up abandoned house. Crying for me in the front window. I cried for her, she was my best friend.
I sat in the city hospital for days on end, replenishing my body with food, getting meds to stave off the pain. It was eatly december when i got surgery. Today, I have an ugly scar on my arm and a bar with several screws in it. I can feel energy and weird surges in the air and it's strange. It's like a weird super power. MAYBE I am bionic?
My brother and his friend took me in December; least i had a place to spend Christmas. Soon enough I found city people in Canada are fucking weird and COVID did something to how they THINK and operate, it's strange and to this day, they're still just as weird and Tengaged brings normalcy to my world.
My brother assaulted me and kicked me out; he's a sober man, but like I said COVID and his mind, so I found myself on the street in February and though I was enrolled in UNIVERSITY January 2022 I was a drop-out February 2022! I stayed at my other brothers til March where I went to detox for 13 days then I stayed at a homeless shelter from March until the end of May. End of may until NOW I have lived in a house, with my own room and 2 other room mates, where we have program we must attend, curfew and food.
Pretty soon I will have my own place and I hopefully be back in University to get my degree. I am ONE credit short of a Human Justice degree. Remember me back in 2010 when my dream was to go to school and work to stop homelessness? Ohh the irony.
I am grateful and if you read my story i thank you. I still miss my baby black kitty Starr; she was found homeless too in 2022. Roaming the streets and spotted in the same spots i would go to warm up. I guess she was trying to find me? I lost her as my pet but she found a new home and I got a picture update of her looking happy, next to... well, ugh, an orange cat, but at least my baby girl is safe!!
