I had sex with a homeless woman (NSFW)

A few days ago, at around 3am on a worknight, I was walking home after a night out with a friend and I saw a homeless woman. She was sitting on the sidewalk with a cardboard box, had no jacket and was shivering.<br><br>I offered to get her food, and we talked for a while. She told me she had someone to pick her up and take her to a shelter, but if she was late, they would just abandon her. I waited with her for that person to come and I gave her all my money, and my jacket, and she was still shivering. Eventually, I asked if she wanted to go to my house and stay the night so she could stay warm. She didn't want to initially, but I convinced her, I don't know why. <br><br>So we went to my house, and she was so grateful, and she just kept thanking me over and over again. We went inside and I showed her how to work my shower, I gave her a towel. I told her she could have the bed, and she just started crying. I gave her a t-shirt and shorts to change into.<br><br>While we were waiting for the water to get hot I offered her a beer, and she told me she was alcoholic, ex heroin addict, and that she was homeless because her daughter kicked her out, because she was a shitty mother. I don't know why, but I just felt like I wanted to help her, and I wanted to make her feel better, so I offered to drink with her.<br><br>She refused at first, but then she said okay. And then we had another, and another, and we were talking and laughing. And then she kissed me.<br><br>I know it was a terrible idea, but I just looked at her and I saw the sadness in her eyes and I felt bad. I wanted to help her, I wanted her to be happy. I didn't want to hurt her, and I just- I don't know. We went to bed, and we had sex, and we talked more, and she told me more about her life, about how she grew up with an alcoholic father, how she was never loved, how she's never had a good life. She told me about running away at 14, and about dealing drugs, and about getting pregnant at 16, and how she lost her virginity at 11.<br><br>At one point I asked her how old she was, and she told me she was 40, but she looks like she could pass for 60. I kept looking at her, and seeing all the lines on her face, and she just looked so worn down, and used up. I felt so bad for her.<br><br>At one point, I went to kiss her, and she just started crying, and she told me I was the first person in years to show her any kindness, and that she didn't even care if I was using her, she just wanted to be held. And I just- I held her and I told her everything would be okay.<br><br>And then we went to sleep. And I slept in, and missed work, and she was gone in the morning, but she left a note telling me she loved me, and thanking me for treating her like a person, and not a homeless woman. And it just made me feel so empty inside.<br><br>I don't know what to think or feel, other than sadness.<br><br>Edit:<br><br>Holy shit, this blew up. Some of you are calling me a good guy, some are calling me a homeless fucker. This is the last I will talk about this. <br><br>I went out looking for her today, and I didn't find her. I looked in all the usual spots, and she wasn't there. I suspects she might have gone back to the place I met her, so I went back, and she was there. I talked to her for a good while, and we both agreed what happened shouldn't happen again, because it was a terrible idea. Then I took her to my car and we put all her stuff in the back, and I drove her to a nearby shelter. I donated $200 and I gave her $100 in cash. I also bought her food, and she told me she was going to stay there for a few nights, and then she was leaving. <br><br>I asked her where she was going to go, and she told me she didn't know. I offered to help her find a job, and she told me she was just going to go back to doing what she had been doing- homeless, with occasional jobs. I told her that if she was serious about it, I would help her get a job, and she told me she would think about it. So I left her at the shelter, and I went on my way. I will never see her again, and I know that.<br><br>What I did was not for pity, or because I'm a "good guy". What I did was because I'm a human being, and I was helping another human being. I work hard for my money, and I was giving it away, and I was giving my time. <br><br>I'm not telling you this, so that you can praise me. I'm telling you this so you can critically evaluate your own life, and think about if you're doing everything you can. And if you aren't happy with your answer, do something about it.<br><br>And if you think I'm a homeless fucker, or I'm pathetic, or whatever, I can't stop you. Just know that you are the minority, and that you most likely have a shitty attitude towards life in general.