Came across your name today completely by accident on another article when I was researching patients at Coler-Goldwater Specialty Hospital on Roosevelt island. I saw so many similarities between us that it hit me like a gut punch. I guess it's no accident that I came across the article about your homeless and Rehab Journey damn near 23 years almost to the day it was published! Faith can be so weird like that sometimes, linking two Unknown People down over the years
From what I read in the second article link about your place of death, it seems like seems like you were able to get the apartment that you were hoping for when you were in rehab at the hospital after you broke your leg. I am so happy that you finally got a place other than the dangerous park or hospital to lay your head, and finally got an apartment of your own. When you got out of the hospital, I hope you were also able to get the cleaning job that you wanted so much to get if you were physically able to do and I hope it was good to you and it gave you purpose and joy.From one woman who has dealt with homelessness and is a domestic violence Survivor to another, I am so sorry that you had to endure so much, that your life ended so relatively early. But I hope you were able to find comfort and peace at the end. May you rest in peace, and may your pain in all manners be over. I hope your last years in your apartment were better than the years you had been dealt before. We are all of us one step, one job loss, when Medical crisis, one catastrophe or active domestic violence away from becoming homeless ourselves. You could have been my mother, who dealt with domestic violence at the hands of my father for many years in which caused her relatively early death at the age of 67. You could most definitely be me, who also married young to escape a dysfunctional and problematic home life, dealt with domestic abuse, mental health, alcohol issues and job loss. I have always been lucky and privileged that I could return to my family when I absolutely had too, as uncomfortable as it was, and I had a network of friends who has seen me through the hard times. But this could still be me at any given time, and it could be most of us, especially those of us who are marginalized and fall through the cracks. You are not forgotten, your struggles are not forgotten, unknown sister.
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Maggie Pulgar
Milwaukee Wisconsin( formerly of Queens New York, and Bergen County New Jersey)
From what I read in the second article link about your place of death, it seems like seems like you were able to get the apartment that you were hoping for when you were in rehab at the hospital after you broke your leg. I am so happy that you finally got a place other than the dangerous park or hospital to lay your head, and finally got an apartment of your own. When you got out of the hospital, I hope you were also able to get the cleaning job that you wanted so much to get if you were physically able to do and I hope it was good to you and it gave you purpose and joy.From one woman who has dealt with homelessness and is a domestic violence Survivor to another, I am so sorry that you had to endure so much, that your life ended so relatively early. But I hope you were able to find comfort and peace at the end. May you rest in peace, and may your pain in all manners be over. I hope your last years in your apartment were better than the years you had been dealt before. We are all of us one step, one job loss, when Medical crisis, one catastrophe or active domestic violence away from becoming homeless ourselves. You could have been my mother, who dealt with domestic violence at the hands of my father for many years in which caused her relatively early death at the age of 67. You could most definitely be me, who also married young to escape a dysfunctional and problematic home life, dealt with domestic abuse, mental health, alcohol issues and job loss. I have always been lucky and privileged that I could return to my family when I absolutely had too, as uncomfortable as it was, and I had a network of friends who has seen me through the hard times. But this could still be me at any given time, and it could be most of us, especially those of us who are marginalized and fall through the cracks. You are not forgotten, your struggles are not forgotten, unknown sister.
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Maggie Pulgar
Milwaukee Wisconsin( formerly of Queens New York, and Bergen County New Jersey)