I became homeless due to the depressive phase of bipolar disorder and alcoholism. I did a 180 and now live a happy and productive life thanks to HVRP (Homeless Veterans Rehabilitation Program), which is similar in ways to this program. I'm sharing this for any veterans reading this that need help. Please contact the VA and receive the help you earned. There are people who want to help you.
Two sentences from the archive link made me cry: "Suppose you come to the end of your tether, can no longer cope, have a break-down, fall apart, go to pieces. To whom would you turn? Where would you go?... Our program offers a network of fellow travelers who aspire to cultivate skillful means of helping people whose relations with themselves and others have become an occasion of wretchedness and despair."
It's impossible to describe if you haven't been in such a state and don't know where to go. The contempt people have for you when you are on the street is unbearable. Compared to other places, people at HVRP loved me because many of them had been there. That turned out to the magic ingredient. The power of Love is remarkable.
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I became homeless due to the depressive phase of bipolar disorder and alcoholism. I did a 180 and now live a happy and productive life thanks to HVRP (Homeless Veterans Rehabilitation Program), which is similar in ways to this program. I'm sharing this for any veterans reading this that need help. Please contact the VA and receive the help you earned. There are people who want to help you.
Can you say what similarities you've noticed between the two programs?
Two sentences from the archive link made me cry: "Suppose you come to the end of your tether, can no longer cope, have a break-down, fall apart, go to pieces. To whom would you turn? Where would you go?... Our program offers a network of fellow travelers who aspire to cultivate skillful means of helping people whose relations with themselves and others have become an occasion of wretchedness and despair."
It's impossible to describe if you haven't been in such a state and don't know where to go. The contempt people have for you when you are on the street is unbearable. Compared to other places, people at HVRP loved me because many of them had been there. That turned out to the magic ingredient. The power of Love is remarkable.
Thank you for sharing. For one lucky enough to have found Love, I appreciate your courage.
Thank You. Life is good!