Running Away From Home

I always hear the big question, “what was it like to run away” and only sometimes do I answer. It can get quite annoying, if I’m honest. Also, if I’m honest again, I don’t really feel like I did run away. Yes, I wasn’t living at home, but no one was looking for me. Running away means someone is out there trying to chase after you, but I didn’t have anyone chasing me. I was alone.

Some nights I would spend at a friends, other nights would be a bench, or nowhere at all. It really depended on how I felt or how long I had already spend at my friends house. I didn’t want to be trouble, so I liked to switch friends up or just stay outside instead. Physically, it wasn’t hard to stay outside for days at a time, but emotionally I wasn’t well. It wasn’t just living on the streets, I had other things going on. The biggest problem with living on the streets when you’re emotionally unwell is meeting the wrong people.

The streets have a lot of bad people with bad ideas. This can cause a sleep-deprived, emotionally unstable teen to make some bad decisions, and I did. Leaving home was already a bad decision, getting involved with the ‘street life’ was much worse. Although I am living in a home now, I still have troubles with some of the people I got involved with and with the problems I caused myself.

With my experience of not living at home, I would advice you not to run away unless you have a stable living condition ready for when you leave. Living on the streets is a really bad idea, especially if you’re young. I was only 15 when I felt the need to leave, and 16 when I finally left for good. It’s much harder to find trust in people who might want to allow you to live with them if you’re not making proper decisions.