After you interview me for a job, I visit a pantry for food...I have bathed in public restrooms. I have slept in emergency room lobbies. I have cried myself asleep with one eye open to protect myself and my remaining property. What does homeless look like? I am not disheveled or haggard if and when we meet. I am now a jobless woman trying to get back on my feet. So don't become confused about what you see just because I am not pushing all my belongings in a shopping cart down the street. I am the new face of homeless! It is I! It is me! The college-educated woman broken and lonely trying to get back on my feet!
Sharon D. Felder, of Indianapolis, Indiana
