This time
around, this blog is for MY Voice, MY Story, as I am slowly slipping through
the cracks of a broken system.
Please bear
with me as I try to convey what my message is about, due to me having a stroke
at only 49 years of age, I am struggling
to piece this all together. If there are spelling errors or parts that do not
make sense, I feel it too. MY broken
brain has been through a lot in the past six months and is screaming I WANT
ANSWERS!!
My turn of events became worse in that I had a sudden stroke and was placed in hospital after 9-11 was called. Prior to this I had received the terrible news my 22-year-old nephew died suddenly.
Life has been a whirlwind of tragedies and I am writing
this post for fear it may be my last!
I have been struggling- rendered homeless and protecting
those who care nothing about me!
This post will reveal the source of my anguish and all that
I am enduring, in hopes that Finally my story will be heard! I trusted others
to tell my story and yet as I am slowly falling apart, I cannot afford to wait any
longer! There are people who need to be held responsible in hat they have put
me through! NO human being should be living day by day, out of a 2015 Nissan Micra!
Before anyone lays judgement on my journey, I beg for them
to take the journey I have these past 4 + months and see how they fare afterwards!
As a Christian, I have prayed over my enemies, been grateful for the kindness of others and to be clear, I still Believe! This blog is also dedicated to the many nameless car campers I’ve met along the way…the ones whose children begged to know: “Mommy, Daddy, where are we sleeping tonight?” as they climbed out of bushes, clinging to their stuffed animals. This is for the father who left his five children behind with his wife and sleeps in a van for fear of the fighting due to loss of job, consuming them. To the farmers, who have graced countless tables to bringing food to our satisfied bellies and the truckers who transport the products to our Canadian Tires. I support you!
Now let me take you on a journey of brokenness, where
everywhere I have turned…sees me be consumed by a system that is NOT working!
In February 2020, moved into a residence in Elk Lake. A Bachelor
suite for $1050/ month. My Landlords Kelsey and Corey Labelle, welcome me in. I
spent three days scrubbing and cleaning (I have a stack of exceptional
references, as I was a professional cleaner.) In February 2020, I was offered a
position working in Victoria for the Cruise Ship Industry). With me having
acquired a new place, my landlords were aware of my job offer, but also hoping
I could begin work sooner than later. In my phone conversations with
Greater Victoria Tourism, I was concerned of a starting date and wanted to
begin my position to begin earlier rather than later. Then the coronavirus
hit, and everything changed.
In March, COVID- 19 hit and I on March 21st, I was served an RTB -30(10-day notice to move), this happened despite being told that an Eviction Ban had been implemented by Premier of BC John Horgan. I had friends, family and even neighbours say I did not have to move. However, my former landlord would go on record to say regarding my wrongful eviction: “It's nothing personal!”
I packed up me and my daughter Shayla’s belongings (Shayla
had died at age 21 – 10 years earlier). I was the one who still had her
stuff. My landlords knew of my loss. I shared with them I would be
rendered without a home, where upon again the message to me was: “It’s nothing personal.”
My landlord broke a 12 month lease and moved another tenant into the suite I had called home. After moving over 20 times back and forth to storage in the rain with my small Micra, a friend came to lend a hand. My stuff went into storage and costs me $150/ month. In the past 5 months, I have moved 10 times now!!
In the midst of all of this, I was hired as a cleaner to at
The McKenzie Interchange Project. Since it was Union, I now had the funds to
pay for my rent. Instead, someone else moved into my former suite! A month
later, I lost this second job to COVID-19! Thankfully, I was eligible for CERB,
which would have also seen my rent being paid to my landlords. I was also told my former landlords they could have applied for the Supplement being offered by the Government.
Since the Air bnb’s were hit hard, I have stayed at several, plus 2 hotels, a cabin, camped on farmland and slept in my car, when funds had been used up. Daily expenses included gas, ice to keep food (however it was hard to maintain and a lot of food had to be tossed out, I required wood which I had to buy and gas to go back into Victoria from Mill Bay to my storage to get more camping equipment).
I will give
a shout out to those who out of sheer kindness helped me acquire nights of safe
shelter! Those who extended my stays and appreciated my cleanliness. Without
you, I would have perished long before!
A common thread throughout all of this is my numerous calls
to the Residential Tenancy Branch. I wanted to file against my former
Landlords as it has cost me (ALL receipts) have been kept…over a whopping
$7,000 dollars to be rendered displaced)!
In all of this, I kept contacting the Residential Tenancy
Branch. I was thankful for a dear friend who was advocating for me.
My car that I lease and pay monthly payments on... is where my health issues surmounted! As a woman my stature and size, cannot possibly sleep in a tiny car properly.
On July 28th, 2020, I received via text that my 22-year-old nephew had suddenly died. Having Post Traumatic Stress Disorder and Bipolar, my world came crashing in around me!
You see, when Dr. Henry asked us to Be Kind… it is because
it is the one thing that COVID cannot strip away from you…it may render you displaced, take away loved ones, remove your jobs, but it SIMPLY is NOT STRONG
enough to take away your KINDNESS!!
What happened to me in the hospital is something I will always fight against—The lack of dignity and respect towards someone who is already down and out. The fight for countless others is a real, daily struggle!
This is the help I received after being wrongfully evicted during COVID-29, have lost two jobs, had my young nephew die, living in my car and suffered a stroke! I was told later, I also had an aneurysm!
I felt tossed aside my society and left to my own means, I
would have to go back to my hot car, where another stroke could possibly kill
me!
I reached out to my brother, to offer from his sisters own bereaved heart, my genuine condolences.
I no longer wanted to stay in the hospital. I was suffering with paranoia and decided on my own accord, to leave the hospital. I made contact with my
brother and shared that I wanted to drive to Alberta to attend my nephews Memorial
being held on the weekend. He was not thrilled to hear this and shared that it
was not the best idea.
In the end, I allowed logic to be the deciding factor- that I would never want to cause a car accident and place my family in more pain. It crushed my heart, when I could not attend my nephews Celebration of Life, yet it did not stop me from grieving him!
Thankfully, I had temporary shelter to go to and this is where
I type from.
Follow the threads of this long and winding blog post…it is clear that I was having a hard time navigating the system, given my broken brain.
I now have someone who is advocating on my behalf. Thankfully, on top of all their work and life, they have graciously extended a life line to me!
All I want is to be heard and this nightmare to end...with me still breathing afterwards...
Time after Time, I have clung onto my God! Two things the coronavirus cannot take from me…KINDNESS and my FAITH!!
I dedicate this post to the many others I've met in 4 months time- those who are truly homeless and invisible within our society.
by TL Alton
This is a new layout for Blogger, I never changed it. I am hoping the comments section had been improved as in the past, peoples comments have not been posted frustrating me and the many others who take time to leave a remark. As always, highlight and copy your words, then you can always repost if your comments dont show up. Something to note: out of respect and privacy for my brothers loss and my nephews family, I have not posted their names or any pictures. They are all dealing with enough!😢💔 Thank you my Supporters who offer no judgement or question what I'm enduring what has been an awful year for everyone!!
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