Dad has yet to arrive with my meds and it is dusk. I don't think I am going to hike down in the dark only to stumble in the woods trying to set up my tent. It was fun planning and preparing for my trip though.
What I wrote Ferret tonight to give to him when I arrived. It was a brainstorm thing. I feel people like Ferret and I have lost those basic fundamental skills in life that allow the majority of people to keep a home.
How to keep a home....
Getting a home is not hard. You have to sober up. Take your meds. And go to the doctor. Work falls into place after your sobriety and mental health is restored. Taking your medications can be the hardest part as the nature of our illnesses automatically makes all medications suspect. You also get to feeling better and think you are cured.
Going to work everyday gets old. You know this. I know this. It feels like you are working for peanuts. You basically have to sell your soul everyday to pay rent. There is no secret to this other than perseverance. Every hour at work allows you to pay a bill or contribute to your rent. Working steadily builds up a resume which can in turn lead to better jobs and opportunities.
I wrote this trying to think of something I could give Ferret to encourage him to take the enlightened path. Sadly, people like Ferret and I have lost the most fundamental skills and abilities that your average Joe shows a aptitude for -- the seemingly simple task of keeping a home. The normal fears of losing a home hardly apply to a bunch of formerly homeless and homeless guys who learned the hard way that homelessness is survivable, doable, and sometimes preferable to having a home.