04/09/2026
Never thought one of the people we'd be helping would be someone I literally grew up with.
On Wednesday night I was in the city with the fam, and while we were walking back to Central I spotted an old friend. This is someone I grew up with in Logan. As a young teen, he was actually someone I looked up to once upon a time. We've known each other through very different stages of our lives and eventually, we even ended up doing time together.
But I knew him long before any of that. I knew him before drugs took over his life, and I can pretty much pinpoint the period when everything changed for him. His world turned upside down, and drugs became a way of dealing with whatever was happening inside his head... and over the years they slowly took more and more from his life.
So I bumped into him at the train station. I almost didn't recognise him. He was homeless. He had no phone, no ID, no money and no where safe to sleep. He has lost relationships, stability and so much of what most of us probably don't think twice about having.
I'm not gonna pretend drugs haven't contributed to decisions he's made or things he's done over the years, and I'm definitely not trying to excuse any of it.. I just couldn't stop looking at him and thinking about the person I knew before all of this.
That s**t hit me hard. Most people walking through Central would see a homeless man affected by drugs and keep walking. Some will just think he made his choices and was now living with the consequences. They don't know the kid I knew growing up. They don't know what happened in his life, when things started going wrong or all the little steps between the person he was then and who he is now.
I can't help but wonder what might have happened if the right people, the right support or even just some kind of community had been around back then when he needed it. No one should have to deal with anything like that alone.
I met so many people inside who, in my opinion, should never have been sitting in a prison cell in the first place. What they needed was for their drug use to be properly addressed and whatever sat underneath it to be addressed, too.
Instead, these mf's lock people away for months or years and eventually release them straight back into the same circumstances they came from.
That same instability is there, many times the same people are there, the same problems haven't disappeared and the drugs definitely havent disappeared.
100% there will be someone who reads this who says "Everyone has choices".
Yes, everyone has choices and people have to take responsibility for the things they do. But anyone who reduces addiction down to just 'making better choices' probably doesn't understand how much of a hold addiction can have over someone's life.
I've seen people lose it all.. freedom, family, children, jobs homes... and still go back to using. If knowing the consequences was enough to stop addiction, losing all of those things should be enough. But for some people, it isn't.
This is why real support is so important. Community is so important.
Right now they just wait till someones life deteriorates almost completely before they decide it's serious enough to throw enormous amounts of resources at it.
As soon as there's an offence, suddenly we have cops, courts, watchhouses and prisons ready to respond. F*ck me, imagine if they put the same urgency into people much earlier... before addiction has taken everything and before somebody else potentially becomes a victim of what happens next.
Thankfully, this week there was someone willing to help.
After seeing my mate on Wednesday night, I got in contact with a good friend who was able to organise a room for him in a boarding house. We sorted him out today, and left him with a bag of snacks and a $50 Visa card to keep him afloat until he gets paid.
I can't thank my friend enough for making that happen. Coming out, and meeting us on her day off too!!
It doesn't solve everything and theres obviously a long road ahead, but tonight someone who's been sleeping rough the last couple of weeks has a roof over their head, a bed to sleep in and a door he can close.
There are so many people like him that you walk past every day. At train stations, in parks, outside shops, sleeping rough or caught in a cycle of prison and release.
You see someone for a few seconds, probably at the absolute lowest point of their life, and some will think thats enough to decide who they are.
But every one of them has a story. Someone knew them as a kid. Someone went to school with them. Someone loved them, laughed with them or once looked up to them. There was a whole life before the person you're looking at now, and probably a whole lot of s**t that happened in between that you'll never know about.
So seeing my mate this week has really made me think about something else.
On this page, our team talks a lot about what we should be doing earlier, before peoples lives even reach this point. But the reality is, there are already so many people who are here. People deep in addiction, sleeping rough, disconnected from family and community, coming in and out of prison and carrying years of s**t that can't be undone.
We can't go back and change what happened to them. We can't give them the support they needed five or ten years ago. So what do we do with the people standing in front of us now?
Are they too far gone? Do we tell ourselves they made their choices and whatever happens from here is on them? Or do we believe they're still worth showing up for?
Anyway. I'll be here for my mate. And if any of the boys from BTCC in 2022/23 want to help the brother out, please get in touch. He could use an old phone. And maybe some clothes. He literally has one Woolies bag with all his belongings.
V
** EDIT: If anyone would like to donate a few dollars before this Monday (7 Sept) it could go towards getting his ID, some clothes, bed linen, maybe even a phone? Bank details can be found below:
Account name: InsideOut Pathways Inc
BSB: 633 000
Account: 232 260 364
Reference: 4132
Anything over $2 is tax deductible so if you would like a receipt please email me on [email protected]