BunnyLove89
Well-Known Member
I posted this on facebook a few days ago:
"So a few weeks ago I was driving home with my parents after going out to eat. We made a stop about 5 minutes away from my house and we made sure we parked some distance away from a homeless man that we passed by many times before. He seemed unstable, physically and possibly mentally as well, and we didn't want to get "mixed up" in it. Ever since then I haven't been able to stop thinking about him and how I could help. A few nights ago I decided I would make him dinner and bring it to him in the parking lot where he sleeps every night. I was shaking and unsure of what I would say. I went up to him and asked in a quiet voice "are you hungry?" and set the food down. He held it up and asked in a surprised voice "is this homemade?". I don't think he has had anything but the occassional lunch from a fast food place in quite some time. Upon approaching him I noticed an overwhelming smell of someone who has not bathed or had clean clothes in God only knows how long. After that, the next thing that struck me was his vibrant blue eyes. Once I started talking to him I began to see him as more than a homeless man. I barely held it together and when I got back into the van I started getting really sad because I felt bad for this person who could very well be me. The next day as I was heading out for the day I packed some more food for him and went to his usual spots. I didn't see him until later that night and when I got out of the van with his dinner I told him that I couldn't find him earlier, but i'm glad I was still able to bring him something to eat. He looked up from where he was laying, with a surprised look and asked "you were looking for me??" . The next morning I went to the store and bought enough food to bring him a healthy dinner each night for a week. Yesterday I found out that his name is Mark. This morning my dad stopped and brought him bottles of water and talked with him. Tonight I brought him dinner and he met my mom. In the past few days, 1 person caring turned into 2 people caring, and then 3 people. I have been researching different volunteer opportunities for feeding the homeless in my area and there really aren't many so I want to start my own.
Right now it costs $10 to bring him a healthy dinner and a drink every night for 1 week. I'm trying to get to where I am able to provide him with more healthy food and plenty of water. Ideally I would like this to extend to other needy people in my area.
I am looking for support in this. Either financially or with prayers. I can't do this without either."
(I am not asking for financial support here on RO, I was just too lazy to edit it. )
So far I've brought Mark dinners every night except for the night before last. He has already begun asking my dad and I if we can help in certain areas. My dad is good at saying what we can and cannot do, whereas I am not. Every morning my dad brings him coffee, water, and breakfast; and every night I bring him dinner, water, koolaid, dessert, and a snack. Whatever I give Mark I buy out of my grocery money. My family struggles financially and my parents give me $100 a month for all of my food. If I keep up feeding Mark like I am, I will be spending $40/month just on him. I don't want to stop helping him, but I'm at the point where I need to apply for food stamps because of our financial situation (we used to really well off but my dad had to go on disabilty. my mom was working for a little bit but she had open heart surgery recently and is recovering from that).
I have Celiac Disease and have to eat 100% gluten free. Gluten Free food is more expensive and since i've been feeding Mark, I haven't been able to afford alot of my gluten free food so I've been getting sick frequently.
My boyfriend keeps telling me that I need to take care of myself, but I feel selfish.
I don't know what to do. I'm trying to decide which is worse: helping him and as a result I am sick all the time, or not helping him and feeling like a spoiled, selfish brat...
"So a few weeks ago I was driving home with my parents after going out to eat. We made a stop about 5 minutes away from my house and we made sure we parked some distance away from a homeless man that we passed by many times before. He seemed unstable, physically and possibly mentally as well, and we didn't want to get "mixed up" in it. Ever since then I haven't been able to stop thinking about him and how I could help. A few nights ago I decided I would make him dinner and bring it to him in the parking lot where he sleeps every night. I was shaking and unsure of what I would say. I went up to him and asked in a quiet voice "are you hungry?" and set the food down. He held it up and asked in a surprised voice "is this homemade?". I don't think he has had anything but the occassional lunch from a fast food place in quite some time. Upon approaching him I noticed an overwhelming smell of someone who has not bathed or had clean clothes in God only knows how long. After that, the next thing that struck me was his vibrant blue eyes. Once I started talking to him I began to see him as more than a homeless man. I barely held it together and when I got back into the van I started getting really sad because I felt bad for this person who could very well be me. The next day as I was heading out for the day I packed some more food for him and went to his usual spots. I didn't see him until later that night and when I got out of the van with his dinner I told him that I couldn't find him earlier, but i'm glad I was still able to bring him something to eat. He looked up from where he was laying, with a surprised look and asked "you were looking for me??" . The next morning I went to the store and bought enough food to bring him a healthy dinner each night for a week. Yesterday I found out that his name is Mark. This morning my dad stopped and brought him bottles of water and talked with him. Tonight I brought him dinner and he met my mom. In the past few days, 1 person caring turned into 2 people caring, and then 3 people. I have been researching different volunteer opportunities for feeding the homeless in my area and there really aren't many so I want to start my own.
Right now it costs $10 to bring him a healthy dinner and a drink every night for 1 week. I'm trying to get to where I am able to provide him with more healthy food and plenty of water. Ideally I would like this to extend to other needy people in my area.
I am looking for support in this. Either financially or with prayers. I can't do this without either."
(I am not asking for financial support here on RO, I was just too lazy to edit it. )
So far I've brought Mark dinners every night except for the night before last. He has already begun asking my dad and I if we can help in certain areas. My dad is good at saying what we can and cannot do, whereas I am not. Every morning my dad brings him coffee, water, and breakfast; and every night I bring him dinner, water, koolaid, dessert, and a snack. Whatever I give Mark I buy out of my grocery money. My family struggles financially and my parents give me $100 a month for all of my food. If I keep up feeding Mark like I am, I will be spending $40/month just on him. I don't want to stop helping him, but I'm at the point where I need to apply for food stamps because of our financial situation (we used to really well off but my dad had to go on disabilty. my mom was working for a little bit but she had open heart surgery recently and is recovering from that).
I have Celiac Disease and have to eat 100% gluten free. Gluten Free food is more expensive and since i've been feeding Mark, I haven't been able to afford alot of my gluten free food so I've been getting sick frequently.
My boyfriend keeps telling me that I need to take care of myself, but I feel selfish.
I don't know what to do. I'm trying to decide which is worse: helping him and as a result I am sick all the time, or not helping him and feeling like a spoiled, selfish brat...