I got some news about the other kid. Apparently they are actually fully decided on moving him elsewhere. Their original plan was to move him out tomorrow, and have me move back in later tomorrow, but that didn’t end up happening because their plans fell through. So instead I’m staying in another hotel until Tuesday morning, and he’ll be leaving on Monday night.
Also, kind of ironic, but the hotel I’m now staying at is the same one I lived in for a few months in 2018 after getting kicked out of another place in the country. Ironically in those days I was being moved close to every week and basically toured the entire west and south west of the state. Then I moved into this hotel and things started to settle down.
I’m in a different room on a different floor, but it’s really interesting seeing it from a different perspective. 6 years ago I was still me, but so different it doesn’t even feel like I was. I was never expecting to come back here. I’m also loving the irony that despite how many places I’ve been at, and how much has changed in the world, system, and me, I’m still moving around every week. That doesn’t really make me sad though, because at least this time it’s a mutual thing and I have some say in where I’m going and when. Last time I was here I was only here because somebody declared that I would be, and that was the end of the story. Also I could’ve chosen somewhere else, or another Airbnb.
Thanks eagle and catfish. I’ll probably reminisce and share some stories over the next few days as I collect myself and settle in.
2018 was an absolutely wild year. I got kicked out of 2 places, moved 11 times, and had to travel about 300km between each new place. I’ve only moved about 25 (I think) times since I was born, so almost half of them happened in 2018 alone
My kids are 9 and 12. So you’d have been in between them in age. The idea of either of them being set adrift, alone, in a hotel is setting off all my daddy instincts.
I am sad that this was your childhood. As he’s probably a bigger train nerd than you, I see a lot of parallels between you and my eldest.
You’ve clearly managed to navigate the state system. So I guess we need to recognise also that something in the system is working. I worry about your support system when you turn 18. Do they just set you adrift and wish you luck in life on your birthday?
I wasn’t alone back then, I did have support workers (contingency hotels in Vic are run under more or less the same conditions as resi, so 24/7 workers and such).
I wouldn’t really give the system that much credit, because I know a lot of people it hasn’t worked for, the other kid who moved in is probably one of them. On my end, all I can do to get my needs met is being proactive about sending emails and text messages, and pretty much harassing people on the daily until they get things sorted. But that only works because the people within my care team are all receptive, have a good relationship with me, and do their jobs. If my case manager decided she didn’t want to follow something up for me, then it wouldn’t matter what I said or how often I said it, it would never happen.
It used to be the case (as recently as a couple years ago) that the day before your 18th birthday you would be kicked out. Nowadays it has changed a bit, and there are more support options. I’m eligible for a service that some other people aren’t (which I don’t really want to get into, it comes down to personal reasons), which offers subsidised housing (although operates differently to the housing commission). There’s about a 9 month waiting list for that, which I only got onto recently. In the meantime though, I can stay in my current space until I’m 19. They’re not huge fans of that, and as soon as somewhere comes up, the expectation is definitely that I take it and move out ASAP, but the option is there to stay around until I turn 19. I will lose most of my support network once I move, but in their place, something else will take it for a few years.
I don’t know what the “standard” pathway is for moving out, so I also don’t know what the backup is if my current plan falls through for whatever reason. But prior to this extension and moving into lead tenant, my plan after moving out was to live in a car
The Car thing should be your fallback plan to keep you off sleeping on the street. It’s only a step up from that, and certainly not something you should be planning for. YouTube videos make it look a lot more glamorous than it actually is. I slept for a week in a van while I drove around in New Zealand. It was fully kitted out with kitchen, actual bed, power, water, the works! And a week was long enough - I would not have wanted to live like that longer term.
The dodgiest one-bedroom shoebox with a bathroom and toilet would be better than any car.
I got some news about the other kid. Apparently they are actually fully decided on moving him elsewhere. Their original plan was to move him out tomorrow, and have me move back in later tomorrow, but that didn’t end up happening because their plans fell through. So instead I’m staying in another hotel until Tuesday morning, and he’ll be leaving on Monday night.
Also, kind of ironic, but the hotel I’m now staying at is the same one I lived in for a few months in 2018 after getting kicked out of another place in the country. Ironically in those days I was being moved close to every week and basically toured the entire west and south west of the state. Then I moved into this hotel and things started to settle down.
I’m in a different room on a different floor, but it’s really interesting seeing it from a different perspective. 6 years ago I was still me, but so different it doesn’t even feel like I was. I was never expecting to come back here. I’m also loving the irony that despite how many places I’ve been at, and how much has changed in the world, system, and me, I’m still moving around every week. That doesn’t really make me sad though, because at least this time it’s a mutual thing and I have some say in where I’m going and when. Last time I was here I was only here because somebody declared that I would be, and that was the end of the story. Also I could’ve chosen somewhere else, or another Airbnb.
6 years ago? Dude! WTF!
Try not to think about 2016 being 8 years ago and 2014 being a full decade ago then. Because that sent me into a spiral at the start of the year
It was more about how young you must have been to still be a minor now. Some People suck.
11, to be exact. I entered the system 9 days after my birthday
Very very rude words!
If you want a Mad Internet Aunt or eight you’re probably in the right place.
Make that 9… you’re a good egg Baku, and my mind boggles at what you’ve been through.
@[email protected] may or may not wish to assign Aunty Numbers 😝
Thanks eagle and catfish. I’ll probably reminisce and share some stories over the next few days as I collect myself and settle in.
2018 was an absolutely wild year. I got kicked out of 2 places, moved 11 times, and had to travel about 300km between each new place. I’ve only moved about 25 (I think) times since I was born, so almost half of them happened in 2018 alone
My kids are 9 and 12. So you’d have been in between them in age. The idea of either of them being set adrift, alone, in a hotel is setting off all my daddy instincts.
I am sad that this was your childhood. As he’s probably a bigger train nerd than you, I see a lot of parallels between you and my eldest.
You’ve clearly managed to navigate the state system. So I guess we need to recognise also that something in the system is working. I worry about your support system when you turn 18. Do they just set you adrift and wish you luck in life on your birthday?
I wasn’t alone back then, I did have support workers (contingency hotels in Vic are run under more or less the same conditions as resi, so 24/7 workers and such).
I wouldn’t really give the system that much credit, because I know a lot of people it hasn’t worked for, the other kid who moved in is probably one of them. On my end, all I can do to get my needs met is being proactive about sending emails and text messages, and pretty much harassing people on the daily until they get things sorted. But that only works because the people within my care team are all receptive, have a good relationship with me, and do their jobs. If my case manager decided she didn’t want to follow something up for me, then it wouldn’t matter what I said or how often I said it, it would never happen.
It used to be the case (as recently as a couple years ago) that the day before your 18th birthday you would be kicked out. Nowadays it has changed a bit, and there are more support options. I’m eligible for a service that some other people aren’t (which I don’t really want to get into, it comes down to personal reasons), which offers subsidised housing (although operates differently to the housing commission). There’s about a 9 month waiting list for that, which I only got onto recently. In the meantime though, I can stay in my current space until I’m 19. They’re not huge fans of that, and as soon as somewhere comes up, the expectation is definitely that I take it and move out ASAP, but the option is there to stay around until I turn 19. I will lose most of my support network once I move, but in their place, something else will take it for a few years.
I don’t know what the “standard” pathway is for moving out, so I also don’t know what the backup is if my current plan falls through for whatever reason. But prior to this extension and moving into lead tenant, my plan after moving out was to live in a car
The Car thing should be your fallback plan to keep you off sleeping on the street. It’s only a step up from that, and certainly not something you should be planning for. YouTube videos make it look a lot more glamorous than it actually is. I slept for a week in a van while I drove around in New Zealand. It was fully kitted out with kitchen, actual bed, power, water, the works! And a week was long enough - I would not have wanted to live like that longer term.
The dodgiest one-bedroom shoebox with a bathroom and toilet would be better than any car.