1. Food stamps
I get an allotment of food stamp (SNAP) money credited to my EBT card on the fourth day of very month. If I didn't get it, I couldn't afford to eat. Of course, I'm a snooty impoverished person; I like to eat meat because it actually makes me feel satisfied, and I love fresh vegetables. I like junk food a great deal, but it's for entertainment rather than nutrition, so I avoid it now.
There is nothing more disturbing than having nothing in the refrigerator or the pantry to eat for dinner and a week to go before any money comes in, and there is nothing quite so satisfying and hopeful than having the freezer half-stocked with roasts and chicken pieces and the pantry cabinet so full that opening it triggers an avalanche.
3. Food banks
Food stamps last about three weeks for us. Every ten days, we take the bus to our nearby Catholic Charities to stock up on beans and rice, potatoes, and some canned goods. There is typically one item of junk food in the package which is greedily devoured upon its arrival.
I can only afford to get one every four to six months. I usually keep my hair quite short, about 3/4" long. During the first two months, I can actually see. After that, I'm constantly brushing aside my hair. Having my vision blocked tends to separate me from the rest of the living world. I find myself hiding behind my hair and pretending no one else exists.
5. Internet resources for stuff one usually needs to see a doctor to obtain
As a person with no health care resources, I appreciate the Internet even more than I did before. Rather than going without glasses, contact lenses, or prescription drugs, I can get online and order all of these from both local and foreign sources so I can see and otherwise function. Like the previous issue I have with long hair that separates me from the world, having uncorrected vision functions in the same way. Similarly, prescription medication keeps me from hiding in my apartment, away from other living, breathing people.
6. Electronic cigarettes
As a former smoker (and formerly employed person), I once spent five dollars a day on cigarettes. Electronic cigarettes are safer by far than what are called "analog" cigarettes, and they cost about 90% less than the cancer-causing, filthy-smelling variety.
A form of entertainment, I like to read about how my own laziness has caused this situation and how my coddled existence is an outrage to people across the country.