As San Francisco enters its sixth month of quarantine during the coronavirus pandemic, the previously clear-cut separation of the homeless from society has become blurred. Faced with economic hardship and mental health struggles, more and more everyday people are falling into substance abuse and homelessness.
With the notable increase in younger newly homeless individuals, how can I better humanize and relate to those so far removed from society? Could I better understand how people just like me fell through to drug addiction? How does desperation grow to looting toothpaste during BLM riots? Looking out my window while under quarantine, the homeless outside slowly become more relatable. As my own mental health deteriorates, the people outside don’t seem so far removed from society anymore.