Hi, I am a 25 year old mom to 3 beautiful babies. I am also physically disabled and live with chronic pain. I am married to the most amazing man in the world… he is the reason I’m here.
To start, my husband has 2 chronic stomach issues. For him, there is no cure because of childhood abuse. Because of this, he is unable to work a full time job. According to the government, he doesnt qualify gor disabity. This man spends more time in the bathroom than he does with his children. trust me, I wish i was kidding. My husband is the most hardworking man I have ever met. He always works through the pain to make sure he can provide for his family. However, in todays economy, and his illness, he can only work in limited places and the pay is not always guaranteed.
now, why I am here, He does not know i am doing this and if he knew, he would be pissed. See, this man was raised to believe that it is not okay to ask for help. I was raised the exact opposite. I’m not doing this just for fun (I wish I was), but, my family needs help.
My house is falling apart. The front door does not stay shut, the porch is collapsing, there is a hole in the sealing and floor in the bathroom, we have a mouse and bug problem we cant get rid of, and several leaks. Now, you might be thinking “how does this girl have 3 kids in a house like that?” Let me tell you….
Honestly, this is not my house. It belongs to my FIL. He is not a clean person. I mean this man does not shower for weeks at a time, he does not clean himself after using the bathroom, washes his clothes once a month, and much more. He has let the house get like his while his son, my husband, was out of state. It has become our responsibility to fix it and thats why were here. Before the pandemic, we were renovating the house with what we had. Then, the pandemic hit, prices went up, and my husband lost his job. 1 year later I got pregnant. We were not planning for it nor were we trying (I was on birth control with all 3 of my babies and had many health issues).
ABOUT THE HOUSE:
- it was built in the 1920s
- 1 bedroom, 1 bath
- we have 4 adults, and 3 kids here (my mom, the kids, hubby, FIL, and me)
so, a series of unfortunate events take place, and suddenly we are living with what my mom and Fil were getting from SSI. No, we didnt ask.
I have health issues,as do the other 3 adults, and I need to get my babies out of here. I feel like the longer they are here, the more i feel like im failing them. My husband and I have the land to put a doublewide on however, the savings we had for this is gone.
My house is a mess and we live in fear every day that someone will report us and we will loose them. we have no outside support and we have tried everything. we dont let people come over because of fear and embarassment.
I am NOT asking anyone to buy my a house by no means at all. I am here because my family (especially my kids) deserve a better environment to grow up in. I am here because i believe that this is not where my family is meant to be. my husband deserves to be able to come home and relax so he isnt working himself into an early grave. We need help and im finally ready to ask. I am only asking for help starting the process of rebuilding what we lost.
Im sorry for rambling, and the lack of organization. ive carried this for a long time and it needed to come out.
If you are able to, please help. or share this.
THANK YOU
BLESS YOU