I have a great deal in common with Kevin Greene

I have a great deal in common with Kevin green and all the Kevin greens in the world. Kevin Greene was wrongly convicted of his wife's murder and spent 16 years in prison. I keep hearing more and more of these cases people spending decades in prison and they didn't do anything wrong.

The reason why I can so strongly relate to Kevin green and the others who go to prison is because poverty and homelessness and living amongst violent criminals is a lot like being in prison, because it is not the life that I never chose or imagined for myself. And since this country hasn't given poor people a way and honest way to get out of poverty or to get out of there dangerous neighborhoods it really is like being in prison.

I know one of the guys today in my facebook depression support group said that his depression and loneliness feels like he's in his own prison, so there's all sorts of life circumstances that can make a person feel imprisoned.

Amazingly Kevin Greene doesn't seem bitter and was lucky enough to be able to remarry but no amount of money can give you your life back give him his life back or give me my lost 21 years back.

"Mountain Town Suicide"

Suicide by throwing yourself in front of the train, most literally, is a popular suicide method in this town.  Likely because it doesn't cost the victim any up front costs.  (like buying a gun)

He did not die immediately, they tried to revivie him and he died in hospital.  Personally, as a dues expired member of the right to die networks, i feel they should have left him in peace.  He made the decision that he didn't want to be on the planet anymore and it is unfair for others to force him to live against his will.

It may be blunt, but it is my deeply held belief.

They did not release his name, on NPR, but i will check the local paper.  If there is a picture chances are i have seen him or met him, because i "know" most of the poor and chances are strong that he was.

Feeling a bit melancholy about the loss of his life.

"Livin' on 630 a month"

So, lsince the 14th it has been hand to mouth living.  That's when i ran out of cash.  So today for example, i walked 1/2 mile to the bus stop, then arrived at the bank 15 min. later where i went in and poured myself some delicious coffee on the house.  yesterday when i did that i was acknowledged my 3 different employees which i found to be a drag.  But i do need coffee, so i went back today but instead of staying indoors to drink it i just took it outside and waited another 1/2 hour for bus.

Took bus to the mission and arrived 40 min. early.  I have to stay 3/4 block away from the mission and talk to nobody b ecause everybody smokes and i can't take it.

Luckily they let ladies go first, so i don't have to worry about my inability to stand for very long.  Lunch was amazingly good today, grilled cheese sandwiches and soup.

During lunch we heard alot of sirens.  Rumor has it that someone committed suicide by running in front of the train.

It took me 2 hours to get to the library since due to my disabilities there was no other way to get to the library.

One of the mission patrons yelled "hey who wants to come see the dead guy?"

Things at home are deplorable with my smi roomate.  She set off the smoke alarm 2x in one hour last night.  She climbs on the dryer to turn it off.

I'm always waiting for the next disaster.  She is up all night, and very noisy, so i'm up around the clock too.

The director is looking for a solutin but hasn't found one yet,,,,,so i have no choice but to look to move yet again.

In an hour i will get on the bus to go to the soup kitchen for dinner.  I hate going there but there is no other choice.

"You are single, transient and extremely needy"

There is a huge, very lonely, very needy, seriously mentally ill (smi)  transient population here in Mountain Town.   I have virtually no contact with middle class or better.

    But a girl with any sense about her will use great caution in which men she so much as chooses to say hello to.

Today I was wrapping up an enjoyable conversation with a bus driver about poverty and struggle when the following happened:

A man interrupted me and said "have you ever been to a 3rd world country?"

(Thinking him rude to just cut me off like that I did not answer him)

When I was done saying goodbye to the driver Tim* I asked the transient man: "Now what is it you were asking me?"

"I ASKED YOU IF YOU HAVE EVER BEEN TO A THIRD WORLD COUNTRY?  he does not wait for the answer, he walks away and then he yells MISS YOU OUGHTA BE THANKFUL YOU LIVE IN AMERICA?!"

Wtf? This is one of many times I choose to hold my tongue.