You see, homelessness isn't just for Christmas. That man outside your railway station with a cardboard sign, that you are suspicious about, will still be there in the New Year. But then so will the faith groups, silently, below the surface. Homelessness isn't just for Christmas, neither is caring about it.
Shockingly, 100,000 children will wake up homeless on Christmas morning this year. Thankfully these children aren't on the streets, but living in temporary accommodation means they don't have a stable, safe place to call home. Not a single child should be homeless - let alone at Christmas. But sadly, the numbers are only getting worse.
George Osborne is already coming under fire for using the 'tampon tax' to fund women's charities, particularly those responding to abuse. Many are (rightly) asking whether women should have to pay tax on essential items to fund the services that help them escape abuse predominantly perpetrated by men. But despite these concerns, more money for chronically underfunded women's services is welcome. Now we must look at how we spend it.
I didn't realise I had a mental health before 2009. This was probably one of the hardest of times of my life. I hit a crisis when there was a death in the family and I simply didn't know how to cope. I broke down crying. I was angry and upset and I didn't know how to deal with how I felt. I just knew that I wanted to escape those feelings. The hurt. The anger. The loss. The pain.
Every single day we walk past a handful of London's 7,000+ people who sleep on our streets. Our homeless neighbours. Yet every day, although we may feel sympathy, we keep walking. We look the other way. For something so impossible to ignore we are doing a brilliant, and terrible, job of ignoring it.