Again today, I started

"At the end of the charters and car camping: looking for a helping hand"

Again today, I started my weekend night shift and came to work, and I was told something unexpected. It was a story from one person who believed a few months ago that he was living with his two dogs in a car where he believed it was his home.

A few months ago, he was defrauded by a lease on a deposit basis and lost his house overnight. He was forced to stay at his wife's home, but tensions and conflicts built up and eventually led to a big fight, and he left his house and began living in the car. He did not give up his life with them even in the limited space of the car because he was with them during his stay.

His voice sounded desperate, asking, "Can I get admitted?" However, admission with his dog was practically impossible. I tried to empathize with him as much as possible and connected him to support from other agencies where he and his dog could stay.

The charter fraud was no longer someone else's business, something I had heard in the news. Listening to this story, I once again felt how serious the current economic crisis is heading. A strange echo was conveyed in the image of him trying to live with two dogs in his arms even after losing everything overnight.

Even in such a difficult situation, it is even more desperate to find a helping hand by enduring each other's warmth. In the future, I pledge to do my best to be a little comforting and helpful to these people.