This is happening to a LOT of people, most people are trying to keep up appearances and no reveal how badly their lives are crashing.
Matthew, Zombies, you guys rule!
I lost my business, car, everything, in mid 2007. Went to stay with a friend in N. Arizona for a year, income was maybe a thousand a year, and Food Stamps. Everyone is on Food Stamps out there. Taught myself caricature drawing and sold off everything that would not fit on my back, and rode my 250cc motorcycle back out to California. I figured being a caricaturist would keep me fed. Surprise! No one cares out here. I ended up panhandling, then living off of a girlfriend, then selling various crafts on the street, basically hustling 'em for tips. I moved here, an undisclosed location, where I'm allowed to live for free in a trailer you'd have to PAY anyone else to live in. It's OK, I've replaced roof, plumbing, electric, and am gradually making it more liveable. I live on about $5k a year right now if I work really hard. Food Stamps are hard as hell to get out here so I don't bother, between food stores, what I earn, the garden, chickens, etc I'm in no danger of starving. I do chores around here and drive myself harder than the landowner would ever drive me, it works out great.
The alternative if I hadn't found this place would be a life expectancy of maybe 5 years, living on the street. So this place is a miracle! But miracles occasionally happen. What made this one happen was, while living off of my girlfriend I was fixing up everything at her place, and I got to know the guy who owns this land from a Peak Oil board, and he was impressed with my work ethic. This is one way of making a miracle happen.
I'm going to EMT school now because we'll need people with that skill set and more in the coming times.
My testosterone and 2 doctor visits a year costs me $500 a year. The T is $20 a month and I allocate $100 per doctor's visit which actually pays it all, I donate the excess to Planned Parenthood where I see this doc. Needles come with the test.
Up in the city of SF, I could probably get T and the doc's consults for free.
We're basically preppers, survivalists, here. Life is to be enjoyed and to prepare for the coming times. The ideal is society crashes and you don't even notice. I'm gambling that T will be obtainable for a while, as for surgery well .... that may happen for me and may not. Basically top surgery can be saved up for.
Being homeless is NO FUN. You lose things; it took me over a year to get a decent soldering iron again, same for a working digital camera. The keyboard on this 10-year-old loaned computer was so bad I had to HAMMER on it, the one I spent a lavish $10 on at a swap meet is wonderful. I dare now to assume, as I'm told, that I can stay here into the forseeable future since I'm a friend and useful. But in the back of my mind there's always the worry that I'll have to go feral again. I suspect that never leaves a person.
Performing, making small handicrafts, are good ways to make ends meet on the street. Also putting together a bunch of little ways to bring in a little money, that add up to a living.
Anyone who likes can send me a private message to ask questions etc., and I'll share whatever I know.