Hello! I am a single Mom of a beautiful 1 1/2 yr old little girl and about to be homeless.
Let me explain…. 3 years ago I met who I thought was my forever, while a senior in nursing school. My senior year was filled with hard work and morning sickness. Yes I was pregnant but my dream was to be an RN and I wanted to show my child that you can always achieve your dreams with hard work so in June I graduated, gave birth and took my NCLEX and passed!!! My life was perfect. We moved into a beautiful home gifted to him from his parents. I worked so hard to make it our own. I landed my dream job and I was ready for a future. My ex who at first was a hard worker now had a change of plans. He would get a job, last a few days to a few weeks and find something wrong with that job and quit. 14 jobs he had, most of them were good paying, close to home, retire from jobs but someone was always giving him a hard time, or picking on him, the boss was unfair, the work was dangerous etc etc etc. But I made good money and was willing to do what I needed by paying the bills and working extra shift until his perfect job came along. It still hasn’t! I figured he could stay at home with our daughter and just keep the house looking decent, maybe throw dinner in the crock pot so after a 12 hour shift I could come home and enjoy time with my family. Well he informed me that he didn’t have time to watch our daughter that it was my responsibility to hire someone. I did. His mother and him sat me down and told me he wouldn’t do a dish, pick up a paper or even open the back door to let the dogs out because that is a “women’s job” and a man doesn’t do things like that. So the house was a mess, dishes piled up, laundry piled up, dogs not being let out for 12+ hours all while he laid in bed till noon and then went and sat at his moms house so her dog wasn’t lonely. I dealt with it for awhile. My parents would come sit with the baby on my days off so I could clean, they would help me clean, play with the baby, fold clothes, whatever was needed. If I made supper he wouldn’t eat it because that’s not how his mom made it. I asked his Mother for her recipes and if I made it he would throw it away because it wasn’t as good as his Moms. My dream life was a nightmare. Right after Thanksgiving our coal stove went out because he said he was too busy to fill it or check it that day and it almost killed all of us. I knew I had to put my foot down. That was the beginning of the end. Fast forward to about 6 weeks ago. He woke me up at 3 am to tell me to go downstairs and turn the thermostat down because he was hot. I had to get up for work in 2 hours so I refused and told him if he is hot he should go turn it down. He proceeded to take his gun out of the nightstand and grab me by my hair and drag me down the hall, past my daughters room, into the bathroom and throw my phone out the second story window onto the walkway and then told me I was next. After I managed to get away, I went out and grabbed my phone because I knew it was the only way to call for help. When I walked in he was laughing about my broken phone, so I went with it and agreed it was broken (it wasn’t) I hit the record button and was able to catch the hour of insults about my weight, my looks, how he wishes I would have miscarried, tormenting me because I couldn’t call the cops with a “broken phone”, telling me that he hopes the coal stove goes out because “my kid” will be the first to die and how it will all be my fault, how he would love to blow my face off and watch me die. He then stomped up and down the steps about 15 times banging on the baby’s door and when she woke up scared and screaming, walked up to me and said “your kid is awake you better go get her” and off to his moms he went. I got the baby and messaged his mom not only what happened but also the video and her response was “you should have turned the heat down, now you upset him”. The next day I was told I had 30 days to get out of the house by his parents (apparently they still own it) they don’t care if me and the baby live in my car. My heart was shattered. A week into the 30 days he calls me and swears up and down that he would change, he loved me, he needed me. I knew better but was desperate to not have any regrets and to give him another shot. He came home, was home a night, his mother called and he was gone again and I was told he never loved me, and he was never coming home he just wanted to see me “devastated one last time.” So here I am a little over 2 weeks and about to be homeless. Worst case scenario is I can move back home, it will be a tight squeeze but I can’t take my pets. I feel he took so much from me I can’t let him take my pets. I promised them I would take care of them forever and my heart breaks for them but I will do what I have to for my daughter. So a few days ago I was offered a home of my own to rent to own. I attended a private school so my student loans are so high and before this happened I bought a car with a very high monthly payment with the promise he would help me pay it. So now I have both of those, and rent. The man who owns the house worked with me and he came up with a rent price and a deal I couldn’t resist. 2 days later after he spoke to his attorney and realized how much had to be done for rent to own he pulled the offer and told me I could buy it outright if I wanted to. Ok I thought I have a good paying job, I can get a mortgage. My credit wasn’t something I watched before, lesson learned, and when the banks all came back with no I didn’t know why. When I checked my credit score it was shocking. I didn’t understand it until I went in and saw all the credit cards he opened in my name and spent on guns and ammunition, quad and dirt bikes, remote cars and take out every day for lunch. And when the card was maxed out he would throw it away and throw the bills away before I got home. I owe thousands! I feel like my life is ruined and my heart actually hurts. All I want is a room for my daughter to sleep in that is her own. A home I can make a fresh start in. A place we can call our own. The home I was going to originally rent is close to my family and is $40,000. It’s not fancy or big but it’s perfect for us to begin to heal and start our lives. I can’t get a mortgage and my family doesn’t have that kind of money laying around. I am desperate I don’t know where else to turn. I won’t let him win but I need help. If you can find it in your hearts to help, I would be forever grateful. My prayer is to be able to pay it forward someday and help someone out in this position. Thank you all for reading this. Even if you can’t help, it’s ok just say alittle prayer for me tonight. That would also be very appreciated.