LET'S FACE IT, RICH PEOPLE CAN NEVER TRULY HELP POOR PEOPLE BY ONLY GIVING THEM A BAG OF RICE.

Only a poor people understand the impact of poverty and what it does to a persons mind. And even though I was raised in amiddle- class family, got a college degree, had a professional career, I felt through the the cracks, ended up a single mother, and lost everything. In essence, I became a sad statistic that befalls many woman all over the world. My mind got altered from poverty, I suddenly found myself having a fill two roles: breadwinner and nurturer, and if it weren't for my parents, I'd probably be homeless and impoverished. I definitely wouldn't be here writing this.
THE MENTAL SCARS OF HAVING NOTHING AND FEELING HELPLESS, ALONE AND DESPERATE OF SEVERAL YEARS LELT THEIR MARK oN MY PSYCHE.
I will never forget it. I still fully recovered since I am a fraid to buy even the barest necessities for myself: clothes, shoes. But this story is about me. I was one of the lucky ones. I got out last year when i found steemit.