Andrew is a Service Manager in Bristol. He draws on his own experience of 13 years sleeping rough to help others. This is his story.
“In my twenties life was good. At 28 I was a home owner, I’d been engaged for years, working in sales, company car – the lot. I didn’t realise at the time but slowly my drinking took off. In quite a short space of time I ended up losing my job, my fiancé left me, the company car went back and the flat was sold. I found myself with lots of money from the sale of the flat, and no responsibilities. So I just partied.
By the time I was 29 I was skint and living in a dingy bedsit. I fell in with the wrong crowd and started using drugs. I ended up homeless. London is a really hard place to be homeless when you’re new. You feel like just another homeless person – a statistic.