Your story is so relatable to me. I wrote a few stories on here about living with roommates and some of the small joys and horrors of it.

I still remember the severely dilapidated home we lived in that was right below a “ drug home”. No working shower, no available heat and no washing machine. We lived in the person’s living room. You just inspired me to write about that particular place either here or in a book.

It pays to be resourceful. I know how it is.