Listen, Not All People On Section 8 Are Bad.

It’s Friday.    I’m house sitting for a friend of mine Mom & I have known her for several years, I also watch her 3 small dogs, water the plants, and feed a fish.    I feel proud to have this responsibility.    My friend trusts me while she is out of town on business in Atlanta.    I am trustworthy, responsible.    I’ll toot my own horn & say I’m a great human being.       While I’m house sitting I’m looking up apartments online.    In addition to looking up these apartments I cross check them on a online apartment ratings website called  apartment ratings .com.      Great site I recommend it,  you get the actual residents reviews on what the place is really like!   Yelp.com is good too if the online reviews of the apartment your interested in is listed.     I’ve made so many blunders when it comes to finding a good place.    

More often than not I’m just at an apartment from HELL!

Shady neighbors who are total boozers or are into drugs

alot of noise & rowdiness

Neighbors from Hell who slam the door so loud & violently you’d think that someone had lit up a bomb!

Shady neighbors who then bring their shady friends who resemble drug addicts, drug dealers or both.

I think you get my point.   At times it felt like living in a war zone.     This time around I am doing what I hope is a thorough search leaving no stone unturned.    It isn’t easy & time is gradually ticking down for me to find a place.

I have a case manager who works with homeless vets ( I served a 3 year enlistment in the Army).   The case manager sent me a link to my email box, so I went to check out this place online.

One was an apartment in the city of Bothell about 5 miles North East from Seattle.    I went & Googled the property, then I went onto the Yelp webpage to check out the reviews.   All were pretty bad according to current or former residents of this particular property.    Really bad.     So its a pretty safe bet that I’ll pass on this one.     

While reading the bad review on the apartment property in question I was really irked by one persons review which said that there were alot of Section 8 that were moving in.    This person went onto say that Section 8 tenants are a bad lot.

That couldn’t be more farther from the truth!   Because I’m a Section 8 voucher recipient & I’m NOT a trouble maker.

I just want to say to all who read this blog that not all Section 8 folks are bad, rowdy, nor do we come with a brood of kids in tow.

I am a proud recipient of a Section 8 voucher everyone!  I’m like that kid in the old version of Willie Wonka & The Chocolate Factory who has found the golden ticket inside the chocolate bar.    Section 8 is a privilege.    I’m quiet, don’t have any children, I like to keep to myself, I like to live in peace, I loathe any sort of rowdiness, I will say hello to you but that’s about the extent of it for I have my own life that I want to build.     I stay out of trouble & I’m in bed by 11PM at the latest. 

So please don’t judge people on Section 8.   And remember this, there are always a few bad apples in the the barrel that’s with everything in life.   I just couldn’t believe the prejudice I was reading in this review.    I’m about making something out of my life.   I’m not insane, I’m not milking the system trust me being on Section 8 does lower the self esteem & I don’t plan on being on this forever.   Don’t forget brothers & Sisters that these are hard times we are facing.    Rents across the country in the United States have absolutely skyrocketed!  Housing is in great shortage with wait lists to even get into affordable housing being in the 2-5 year range, I only wish I were kidding you on this.    It’s bad.   

I am a single woman of color who deserves a quiet, nice, apartment to live.   I just don’t have time for any kind of prejudice or bigotry.

Because I’ve endured enough of that to last 100 lifetimes.

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Published by: The Lonely Shepard

Me: I grew up in an extremely abusive & disadvantaged family environment were both parents were really immature & their relationship messy! I was abducted by my Father at age 8 abused physically, mentally, degraded by his 2nd Wife, and I didn't see my Mother again until 4 years later, I had to risk my neck + my life to run off to seek help with the local police & this was way before there was any such laws on the books for child abuse. Think on that awhile. Had learning disabilities all throughout school by the time I graduated I learned nothing, was prepared for nothing out in the World. Think on that. Joined the United States Army right out of High School only reason I did join was that at the time there was an Army recruiter right on the High School campus & he took an interest in me. So I joined. I was really in over my head. But what else could I do? I lived with a single Mom who was emotionally unstable & I had ZERO support from anyone including the school staff + administrators. The military was hard & degrading to me as a woman but I got out with an honorable discharge. More about me: A series of dead end jobs, my mind was totally a mess after I got out of the Army, still had no support not even from the Veterans admin. My journey has been a total nightmare of: trying to find out about myself, learning about myself, how to live as an adult, all with no help. Now after long , and intensive filled journey I'm trying to get back on track with my life I want to go to school with the hope of one day attending University. I don't wish my journey on anyone. No one gave me guidance: as a child as a teen as a young adult I was all on my own! and it was real lonely , isolating, extremely frightening. Family? don't really have any. Now remember everyone I'm African American & I receive little to no respect I don't even warrant a speeding car that will slow down. "The person who sang the National Anthem sang the last note so high that no could reach it! That was intentional!" Belize from Tony Kushners play Angels In America.

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