" Misunderstood "

Am i really homeless ?

I never would have thought that I would be staying in a hotel 😩  but it was better than sleeping in a car or on the street ..
My moma still went to work everyday , to pay the people at the hotel .. it was  so expensive we couldn't save for another apartment. I was there with my sister if I didn't have to work . We started going to school also , my moma got help from them.  They gave us food because we was really homeless , but I didn't want to believe that tho .. living in that hotel made me so depressed, I tried to kill my self . I was just over everything, I couldn't win for loosing . I took a handful of some of my moma pills , All I remember is my little sister calling my name and I fell on the floor & blacked out . I remember waking up before my moma got off work , & I just started crying .. because I felt so alone , I tried taking my life & I was so embarrassed.. I told myself I wasn't gone tell nobody about this cause everybody gone judge me then I had another thought .. "everybody don't know what you been through " I wasn't happy with myself or the life I was living I was ready to be out that hotel .. The hotel we was staying in had too much going on it was a shooting there & junkies where all over the place so we went to the next hotel , in a different town .We went to a few different hotel until we ended up at a super 8 , we stayed a days there until they came to conclusion that we where going back to Jackson.. after my moma job laid her off on Christmas Eve . Her income was paying for the hotels , so i knew something had to give .