I have never been able to pass by someone in this situation without having a reaction of empathy and angst; followed by a quick reassurance by silently affirming that could never happen to me.
Yet I have wondered how can anyone let themselves sink so low?
Then one day you fall through one of lifes sinkholes. Not litarally, but you take a turn toward what you think is a direction that will take to prosperity and instead find yourself in the quicksand of poverty.
Poverty is like quicksand. Because the harder you struggle to free yourself the deeper you go, you don’t know how you are going to feed yourself.
It’s a very scary place, and you never really can relate unless you have experienced.