Soon after my dad died, we became homeless. At school, I was put in the free lunch line, called out to speak to the counselor. I became "that kid." We moved around a lot, living in cars, parks, on the ground, motels, strangers who let us crash with them. Didn't take mom long to realize, lots of pervs out there that like little girls, so I was pimped out. Got money for food, places to stay and drugs for mom.
When I became a teen and wanted to get a job, when they found out I was homeless, the job was somehow filled. On a couple of interviews, I had 2 people tell me that they know I'm a hooker, all homeless females are hookers and thieves. So get out of their store.
I ended up dropping out of high school, got a job as a motel housekeeper. Not glamorous, but I'm trying. When people find out I dropped out of high school, they immediately assume I got pregnant or cuz of drugs. Nope on both. People like to make lots of assumptions and those judgments and assumptions do hurt.