6:00 a.m. I woke up. I cannot explain the amount of stress I feel for this impending move. I have marshaled some of my resources to help my girl. It’s been a roller coaster, and now I know that will be moving more stuff than we’ll likely fit inside her new small apartment. I don’t want to upset her orbother her although I keep asking her to throw things out and pack the best she can. I gather my stuff up and I head out to work.
7:00 a.m. I arrived at work. I spend a couple hours helping at the shelter with my outreach partner. We get together our supplies and we head out into the city to make stops at all the different homeless encampments and homeless hangouts.
9:30 a.m. My girlfriend called me and asked me to accept codes through a text message from a person that was planning on buying some of her furniture. I emphatically exclaim that it’s a scam to her over the phone. I tell her not to engage with these people. She has put some of her furniture on Facebook marketplace for sale. She seems to understand to be careful from the call that we have.
3:00 p.m. I have a good day doing outreach. We visited many different places, different tents. We offer food, clothing, hand warmers, and winter gear so people can stay warm. You work towards helping people access services. Feels good to help people. All human life is valuable. I leave work and head over to my girlfriend’s apartment. When I get there I find out that she had disclosed too much info to the people on marketplace trying to buy her furniture. This is very upsetting for her. She had to go and report it to all of her accounts. It was very upsetting and stressful for her. Ultimately she didn’t get much packing done that day.
5:00 p.m. I put a load of boxes and bags in her Honda Pilot. I drove over to Lowell and I lugged her stuff upstairs and put it in her apartment. I stop and get gas across the street from her apartment where there are people all in the street using drugs and acting erratically. A man approached me, and asked me for money. I can tell that he is intoxicated and I have no intent on giving him any money.
7:00 p.m. I arrived back at my girlfriend’s apartment. I knew that Friday was going to be one hell of an endeavor. My girlfriend and I worked on ordering a truck from U-Haul. I also asked my homeless friend Nick if he would help move since he had a new vehicle. He agreed to help me. My girlfriend asked her ex, and the father of her child if he would help if he agreed as well. Considering the amount of work that would need to be done, I decided to take Adderall throughout the night, because I knew that without it I would not be able to physically or mentally withstand the workload. I was prescribed Adderall from a young age into adulthood. I do not take it anymore, I have not taken it in over 16 years, but because this job is so important I figured it was the best way to be able to accomplish it.
9:00 p.m. my girlfriend and I settle into bed and prepare for the big day.