I would not wish this feeling upon anyone. Having to humble myself to the lowest, having to give up my pride to beg for help from someone I do not even know. I have nowhere to sleep. I can only imagine how real homeless people deal with it. Having no money, having nowhere to sleep, having nobody to speak to.
This is what sucks. No matter how unimportant someone is, once they stop answering we always catch feelings. It may be a girl thing, or just a human thing. But it’s the worst feeling ever. I hate being the last person to answer.