Rents on the Rise

Diane, 71, has been homeless in Santa Cruz for over a year since running from an abusive relationship. She suffers from PTSD and occasional panic attacks. She is currently taking the time to deal with health problems she neglected over the years.

From We're Still Here: Stories of Seniors and Social Isolation

Growing up, I had a wonderful life. We would go camping all the time. I remember being too small to fish so my father would make me a little pole out of a tree branch.

From We're Still Here: Stories of Seniors and Social Isolation

Now look at me. I’m homeless. I’ve lost everything. But I’m privileged because I can get out of bed and I do have people that care for me.

From We're Still Here: Stories of Seniors and Social Isolation

I have a new understanding for those around me. I try not to judge, not to gossip. I value this time to get along and reflect and look at things in a new way.

From We're Still Here: Stories of Seniors and Social Isolation

I have a lot of dreams where I leave my body and float above the trees. It’s wonderful. I’ve always wanted to go up in a hot air balloon because I think that’s what it must feel like.

From We're Still Here: Stories of Seniors and Social Isolation

My loneliness runs deep into my heart. I feel lost in a world of people that don’t care. After two abusive marriages I vowed I would never marry again, but I long for the closeness of my family. I don’t get to see my kids enough and I miss them so much.

From We're Still Here: Stories of Seniors and Social Isolation

I’m finally doing something for me and my heart has gotten so big. The first thing I will do when I recover from knee surgery is put on a dress and dance. I haven’t danced or worn a dress in years.

From We're Still Here: Stories of Seniors and Social Isolation