When you first see the title “First Day Homeless in California,” your heart drops. You feel bad for the guy, and with the cost of living skyrocketing nowadays, it’s easy to empathize. Rent in California is no joke, and it’s not news that the housing market is ruthless, especially in places like the Bay Area. You see the struggle everywhere—good people pushed to the edge just trying to survive.
But then, you listen to his story, and things get real clear real fast: this situation isn’t just California’s fault; it’s his fault.
Look, I’m not here to sugarcoat things. This man admits his rent was eating up 85-90% of his income. That’s a red flag waving in your face, screaming “Hey, something’s got to change!” Yet, what does he do? Keeps going as if this financial disaster wasn’t staring him down. Then comes the real kicker: he had a job lined up but turned it down because he didn’t want to commute. Are you kidding me? Four hours of commuting is rough, sure, but homelessness is worse. And he couldn’t be bothered because he’s “picky” and “lazy”? That’s not the housing market’s fault, man, that’s on you.
He let six months go by unemployed. Six months. Just sitting there waiting for the perfect job to fall into his lap, while his buddy was covering the rent. And let’s be honest, while his friend was stepping up, he was on the couch wasting time. That’s not how you handle business. Then, finally, when the eviction notices were already on the door, what did he do? He didn’t save a dime. That’s not about California’s cost of living—that’s about a person refusing to take responsibility for their own situation.
Here’s a guy who’s homeless, and on the very first day of being out on the streets, what does he do? He orders Taco Bell and Door-Dashes cold water because he finds warm water “disgusting.” Meanwhile, he’s sitting in a tent with his gaming PC and a bong. That’s right—a gaming setup in a tent and still making poor financial decisions. It’s frustrating because he’s acting like nothing has changed, like he’s still living comfortably, when the reality is his life is in crisis.
At the end of the day, the only sympathy I can offer is this: I hope being homeless forces him to finally get serious. He needs to stop making excuses and take real steps to fix his situation. It’s time to look online, find a city with a lower cost of living, and get his life back on track. This can be his wake-up call if he lets it be. But if he keeps making the same mistakes, nothing’s going to change.