Growing up in Horsham I came from a good background, worked my way through school and continued on to college to study Computer Programming. At the age of 18 I wanted to explore what was out there for me so I moved to London to go to University. Things didn’t quite work out how I had planned and I ended up living in a squat, studying under candle light, with 4 coats on. I dropped out of university and went to work as an Office Manager at W H Smith for 6 years. A few years later my grandmother passed away and I moved back to Worthing to be closer to my mum. Here I started working in Retail Management at a Garden Centre for 2 years, living in a caravan with my partner. Unfortunately this wasn’t to last long and I was made redundant after 2 years.
Being made redundant meant that I couldn’t pay my rent or live even. I began to fall into arrears with my rent and as my landlord didn’t accept housing benefit I had to sell my car to pay what I owed and move out.
My partner and I decided to move back to London with the belief that there will be better prospects there for us but it didn’t work out as planned.
For a while I spent time looking for work but as I had no fixed address employers were very reluctant to give me a job. Spending my last pennies getting to interviews was beginning to take its toll as I wasn’t successful at any of these jobs. Eventually I signed off from the job centre. Taking up little jobs here and there such as gardening to try and make ends meet but work began to dry up.
Ending up homeless once again, I was offered accommodation for me and my partner by a lady in the form of a summer house in her garden of where I am still living with my partner and two cats. It hasn’t been an easy ride, as for the past 5 years my partner has been very unwell undergoing 5 operations.
Disheartened and a little fed up of the way things were going, I began reading books everyday on London Bridge, to try and escape reality. Here I began to build up a fan base from people that worked within the area and saw me everyday. They began bringing me breakfast, clothes and other little things but eventually I was moved on by the police as it was deemed as begging.
I began looking after a friend who was severely disabled, but soon after I met someone who was a Big Issue Vendor who told me about The Big Issue Foundation and what being a vendor entails. I was a bit apprehensive at first as I knew I had responsibilities such as my partner and my disabled friend. Who would look after my friend who relies on my help whilst I do the training. But it seemed that other people wanted to help me. An African Church reached out to me and offering their help, they pushed me to do my Big Issue Vendor training, whilst looking after my disabled friend. It truly was a blessing in disguise.