For Danielle Vasquez, the worst thing about not having her own home was constantly fearing for her children.
After being evicted from their one-bedroom flat when she became pregnant a second time, the young woman and her partner fell into a shifting, disorientating world of temporary hotel rooms and long, empty days in the park. She would wait there until her partner, Dan, returned from his job at a warehouse with enough money for that night’s rent.
“There was a lack of structure – there was stress and anger,” she says. “My kids knew I was not happy. I would feed them chips and junk food to stop them crying ... One night we had to sleep in a car.”
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