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On my 18th birthday I was homeless and living in a truck.
But it was okay cuz I was out of a terribly abusive situation and my mental health was improving.
And I went to my friend's house only to find out that they had all been arrested for robbing a McDonald's.
Truth is, I had known about the robbery after the fact, they had told me about it two days before my birthday.
I had cautioned my friends that they should not go out and spend the money they had stolen right away, if their activities change and it made them look suspicious, it increased their chances of getting caught.
This was a small time deal, they each got like $600.
They went out the very next day and blew it all.
They were arrested that night after the detective that McDonald's had hired to follow them kept track of all of their purchases and showed up at their door with the police in tow.
It's so pathetic it still makes me cringe.
So anyway I spent my birthday alone in my truck. It made me sad because you know that was the day I officially became an adult and all these years later I'm kind of still alone so I guess maybe it set a bad precedent that I could not overcome.
Shit, I'm sorry to hear that. Homeless at 18 is pretty brutal. I hope you find your people or a partner that makes everything worthwhile. Life can be good and amazing, but IMHO it's not something to do alone.