The biggest mistake of my entire life has been thinking that family will always have your best interests. Everything was great living on our own but when the apartment complex we were at raised our rents, we had to look at other cheaper options. My fiancé’s mom stepped in and suggested we put a camper on her property. We were promised utilities, money saving, help with the kids, and the undying support of a family that supposedly loves us and their grandkids. All this, so long as we pay our fair share for what we use.
Flash forward just four months later and the new harsh reality is as follows:
Utilities are sparse at best. I had to rig most comforts that we have right now with extension cords and separate instillations. Half of the necessities we have and the other half we half to go to their house for, such as laundry, showering, refrigerated food, etc.
Come to find out, they don’t actually like us, just the grandkids. Which is weird because when we ask for some help with the kids, the mother acts like she doesn’t know how to take care of a baby and they all start complaining.
Additionally, we haven’t saved any money. We have shelled out almost everything we have trying to make things more livable here. It’s even harder right now because even though my fiancé just got a better job that pays more, we won’t be seeing any of that money anytime soon because of the infrequency of the payouts. She’s basically between jobs.
All of this is really bad on its own and I don’t think I’ll ever forget the things I’ve seen myself and my kids go through here. It’s bad enough that the mother is slowly losing it and definitely hates us. What’s worse is that her husband is a violent drunk. He’s been escalating arguments with us and recently they are becoming more and more scary. The mother literally doesn’t have our backs and when threats are made to us she doesn’t do anything. Because of my fiancés schedule I often have to go across to their house at night to do basic things, and it scares me because he’s out there a lot just wandering around drunk. He blends in so well he just suddenly appears out of nowhere sometimes. It’s very dark since we live in the woods. I’m always afraid of being ambushed by something. It’s even worse being in the house because that’s his turf and he’s always sulking around drunk. We were told that he’d been getting better but not even a month after being here he’s already threatening me.
What worries me the most is that he fits the profile of one of those men who kills the whole family and then kills himself.
His marriage has failed, but he can’t leave cause he doesn’t own a car.
Literally nobody likes him. His wife is constantly talking down to him and making him feel like less of a man. He does drugs and alcohol. And he has absolutely no control in his life, so he’s constantly subjecting people to do what he says. He is the most hateful and uncaring person I’ve ever had the displeasure of encountering.
We can’t stay here anymore with him running around unchecked but definitely hated. It’s only a matter of time before somebody says something seemingly normal to him and he completely loses it again.
We found a cheap hotel that we want to temporarily escape to until my fiancé can bring in more money from her new job. Then we can try for an apartment again. We would just tow away the camper but we don’t have the means to do so. This is our only escape right now and anything would be greatly appreciated in making it happen. I hate seeing me kids growing up in this hostile environment. I greatly appreciate any donations because honestly anything helps.
– Gavin and Family