After ending up homeless on the streets of Riverside, CA, I caught a lucky break and, not going into much detail to save face, I was given a plane flight home. But, I used it instead to go to Northern CA to live with a childhood friend. And his mom is an ex-peacekeeper, and explained it to me, but she contacted my parents and let them know I was living under her roof. I don't remember all the details, but I do remember she had to have an agreement with my family to protect herself. If my parents disagreed, I was to be shipped home. Luckily, they agreed. But living with them made me feel like I was a mooch, and I eventually ran away from their home, too. Ended up in San Diego living with my now future wifey. :O I guess I could count myself lucky after all of that. But I tend to try not to think about it much... Although there are a lot of funny stories about all that experience. Well, "funny", I guess. xP
Is it normal That I took a friend of mine in?
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After ending up homeless on the streets of Riverside, CA, I caught a lucky break and, not going into much detail to save face, I was given a plane flight home. But, I used it instead to go to Northern CA to live with a childhood friend. And his mom is an ex-peacekeeper, and explained it to me, but she contacted my parents and let them know I was living under her roof. I don't remember all the details, but I do remember she had to have an agreement with my family to protect herself. If my parents disagreed, I was to be shipped home. Luckily, they agreed. But living with them made me feel like I was a mooch, and I eventually ran away from their home, too. Ended up in San Diego living with my now future wifey. :O I guess I could count myself lucky after all of that. But I tend to try not to think about it much... Although there are a lot of funny stories about all that experience. Well, "funny", I guess. xP