Hi all my name is Lynneclare and I my fiancé and my step children will lose the house I have worked so very very hard for in the next few days. Growing up I never expected that I would one day have a house to call my own as I was fostered out at the age of 13. This is not to say that I did not love my parents and that they did not love me just that after they were divorced myself and my siblings lived with our mother who often went through severe bouts of depression and anxiety. This resulted in me being fostered out to others as she found it difficult to cope with 3 kids on her own I suppose.
From there I thought I had met the boy of my dreams and by the time I was 19, pregnant and living with a violent drug abuser.i ha d my son at 20 on the 18 of October 10 days after my birthday but by the time my son was 2 months old, his bad had attacked the both of of us resulting in him going to prison for GBH on myself and GBH with intent on our baby. as a result of the head fractures my child sustained he lives with constant migraines.
So I was alone again. I had to sort myself out for my sons sake which I did. I got a council house, sat my Alevels, met someone new after about 3 years and with his encouragement obtained a degree in Deaf studies and Law. Whilst doing this I was working and raising my child. Following this I got job as a communication support worker for Deaf students at our local college.
I then decided that I would like to teach so sat my PGCE upon completion I secured a job teaching Law. I thought I could not be happier but then found out I was expecting I was so happy, happier than I had ever been. I was building a relationship with my father and had a goo dish relationship with my mother.
This is when it started unraveling I found out that my partner had been sleeping with our friend and that she was pregnant too, due to this stress I lost our daughter. I then found out that he had been gambling away all our money and had not been paying the mortgage.
At this point I kicked him out so was on my own again. I tried sooo hard to get back on track and after a while met someone else and we have been really happy.
Then I lost both my parents in quick succession.my mum went in the September followed by my dad on Christmas Eve. I lost my job and have been in a state of disbelief ever since. I have been burying my head in the sand and have not asked for help,or even told anyone what’s happening. I cannot blame the mortgage company entirely as I accept full responsibility for my own failings but I am desperate now I really don’t want to lose my house and then I think my fiancé. I have lived here for 23 years and I love this little house even though it really isn’t big enough for all 4 of us.
I can’t see any other way out of this mess other than to sort out this problem so that I can then tackle my fragile mental state and go back into teaching. I have tried to talk to experts and the lender but find myself so scared I feel sick and start to shake. I have worked hard all my life I have had some really bad knocks but have never asked for anything. Please, please help me.
In turn I will,pay this forward by helping others with their mental health issues, or I will support deaf people as and when required and for free. I will help people like me that find themselves in a bad place trying to find the light once again. My current arreas are £11,00
Thank C you so much for your time xxx