As a kid I remember times when I asked my mom why we didn't have the luxuries other families had. At the time we were living in my grandparents house from the petroleum boom and we were struggling to live there (even though we payed little rent in comparison to the real price) . So I really get your story man , Steem on!
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Yeah, people don't really realize what it's like unless they live through it and luckily survive it. The feeling of taking clothes from charities because they're clothes and you need them, eating free commodity food and it being good because it's feeding you, not having to shit outside due to not having plumbing, not having to fill bleach jugs up at other people's houses because you don't have water, not having to hear plastic flap all night because it's what you've got for windows, feeling lucky to shower once every two weeks or so, etc. It's bizarre as hell looking back. I'm just straight up thankful that I have the ability to reflect on it all and to not repeat the choices that bred those circumstances. I straight up lucked out.
I just read a post about providing tools for people to leave poverty, and this is what is all about, stopping the misery circle .
And it really is odd looking back, I tend to forget how lucky I was just because I am young and made it through. I am taking this chance for thanking you for the reminder of being thankful.
And to also admit that I am thankful for being alive and being able to writing this today.