Car Life
I’m Rewriting My Life Inside A Honda Civic Sedan
And these are my thoughts on how I’m doing so far
It’s been a harrowing and relentless experience the past two months of being in town.
The total number of months I’ve lived in my car full-time is nine. Most of the time, my car-living days were spent traveling to different states and across several national parks — exploring the great outdoors in depth. So far, it’s been exhilarating, freeing, and therapeutic. But, the past two months were brutal.
Here’s why.
Usually, I don’t like staying too long in cities for a reason.
Because a lot of people stare, and they don’t just stare. They gawk at your unconventional lifestyle.
“Look! There’s a pair of shoes underneath the car! Would you look at that!”
“Oh god, She’s homeless.”
“I don’t understand why these people can’t get a place of their own.”
I’m not going to lie. It hurts being invisible, misunderstood, and harshly judged for living out of a vehicle. I get it. It’s not the norm. But, not everyone had a choice. Some of us did. And, sadly, most of us didn’t.
