I've been thinking lately about why homeless people continue to live. To be clear, I'm not talking about someone who is perhaps down on their luck, maybe even for a few years. In that case, I guess there is some clear hope that he or she can get back to it.
I'm wondering about the people who go say 5+ years and seem to either go deeper into the hole or stay where they are with no upturn in site. I've seen people like this around my neighborhood, there never seems to be hope. Somehow, they wake up every morning with nothing and often nobody but they keep going.
I wonder what keeps them going. My presumption is that they are not particularly happy and unlikely to be happy in the near future. So, it's a life of sadness that perpetuates itself.
There's got to be something inside that keeps them going because it appears that there is no great reward outside for them. Who knows maybe they really are happy? (although I doubt it)
An interesting possibility may be that it doesn't matter whether they are happy or sad, that life is not necessarily meant to be a vectored journey towards happiness. That's certainly a challenging point of view and would make the issue make some level of sense.
One thing's for sure, a meaningful % of us that have something want to try to get those who don't out of it. Then again, we don't really care do we? If we really did, I feel like it would be solved on a larger scale than it is now.
What is it? What keeps them going?