It's a great help, and the best part is that they don't discriminate against anyone. God bless them always.

Wayside is not safe or sanitary. It is overridden with bedbugs, mice and roaches. The majority of the staff is verbally abusive and are residents of Wayside. Most are paid 1.25/hr and paid in cash. That's when they are paid. Many are not certified for the positions they are holding. There is no potable water. Most of the women that come in there have to stay in an area called the lower barrier and it averages around 70 people in a room with the inclusion of some men. On a "good" day there are only 3 bathrooms for all of the women in the lower barrier. Only one of these bathrooms has a lock. At one point during the beginning of my 44 day stay, the walls of one bathroom became smeared with feces. When I attempted to clean this, I was ordered by the staff to stop. The feces remained on the walls up until the day I left. I witnessed parents verbally and physically abuse their children and nothing was done despite staff also of witness and the supposed 24 hour surveillance of the premises. The mattresses of the bunks provided are the width of the average body and the floor beneath them concrete. People have fallen off of the top bunk and have been injured. I met one that was seriously injured.

Scary. Public communal toilets with no privacy and no toilet paper near the completely exposed toilets! There are no doors on any of the toilet stalls, and I repeat no toilet paper in close proximity of the actual toilet you are using, and you're in full view of everyone who enters the room! You have to pick up your toilet paper BEFORE you go into the restroom. It's on a communal roll located far away from the aforementioned completely exposed, absolutely disgusting communal toilets. I shudder to think how many unclean posteriors have sat on those health hazard toilets. I know it's a homeless shelter/mission, but some common decency and basic human rights should be practiced in some form ir fashion. It was a completely dehumanizing and traumatic experience from arrival to departure. I may be temporarily "unhoused" at the current time, but I'm still a human and expect to treated as such. Especially at a place that touts themselves as a "Christian" mission. People in third world countries probably have cleaner toilets than this place has! That diatribe was just about the toilet facilities, you don't even want me to tell you how frightening and abysmal the sleeping situation was. I'm experiencing PTSD side effects simply from texting this review! A few terrifying things spring to mind. A fecal matter covered sheet was provided to sleep on, to sleep we had to choose a cramped, overcrowded, miniscule spot on a dirty, moldy, nightmarish, dining hall floor. That's right, the cold, hard, unclean floor. Once again, I know it's a homeless shelter/mission, and beggars can't be choosers, but do better. You can't provide a clean sheet/blanket? Not some science experiment marinated in someone's body odor and visible DNA stains! Ugh.... After trying to sleep with one eye open, the EARLY morning finally arrived. They never even dimmed the lights during the traumatic five hours I tried to find some rest. Just the harsh glare of florescent bulbs beaming down on me. The staff arrived and shouted "TIME TO GET UP! WAKE UP EVERYONE" They were actually kicking people's stuff to get them to wake up. I couldn't believe my eyes. I thought I was still trapped in some awful dream, but sadly, this was actually my reality at that moment. I woke, and ran from that place, like a horse fleeing a burning stable! So in conclusion, I hope my traumatic experience and evening of nightmarish terror will save some naive unhoused individuals from making the same mistake I obviously did.