Over a decade ago, my wife moved a homeless family into our furnished basement without my knowledge or consent. At this time our three kids were 3, 6, and 7.
Some lady at church had gotten involved in the pregnant woman’s family issues and was trying to get her help; the family (pregnant wife, unemployed husband, and three year old kid) were living with his family, but it was an “abusive” situation, the details of which I don’t know. Basically some pro-life what savior bullshit these people do.
My wife starts talking about this situation at midnight after I’ve been working and going to school since 4:00 am and I just roll over and go to sleep. I come home at 9:00 pm the following night from welding class and this family has literally moved in. Not even an ask.
They lived with us for about four months in which they smoked out and he never got a job because he couldn’t pass a piss test. He was also of dubious immigration status. They paid no rent and contributed nothing to household upkeep.
They were “evicted” because winter was coming and our basement is unheated. This was back in 2016. But I still feel humiliated by the whole affair.