I haven’t really blogged about my personal life because that is not my intentions for my blog. But this bombshell has hit me and I really need to vent. My ex-husband left me over 3 years ago by a email. I came home to an empty house and an email saying he was gone to FL. I didn’t know it was coming, it just happened. Well, I was able to find him a year later to serve him with divorce papers (through a detective) and I couldn’t afford to get his name off of my deed since he cleared out our bank account and left me with thousands of dollars in overdrafts plus tremendous debt. We weren’t married when I bought my townhouse, but only let him sign the deed so he felt part of it. Anyways, there are other many other mini drama chapters to my life that have happened in between all of this… but I’ve been a survivor.
Well, at the same time my husband left, my best friend of 17 years was leaving her creepy husband. I told her to come live with me and I’d take care of her part of the bills- minus part of the mortgage- until she got on her feet. Yes, even in debt, I did what I could for a friend. We grew closer than ever and it was a blast living and healing together. Well, then came Miss Ella and then came her boyfriend who moved in with us. Being a single mom to an infant was hard. I had no help at all. After 10 months, I just couldn’t do it alone anymore. So my wonderful mom moved to Charlotte and she bought the most fabulous house for us to live in. I didn’t want to kick my best friend out since they loved the place, so I let them live there as long as they paid the mortgage. I didn’t ask for anything more than what was due. My mom had money set aside, so we could have afforded to put the house on the market then and take care of 2 mortgages until my townhouse sold, but I wanted to let them stay there. They then had a baby and it was a perfect place for their family and from what I knew, they were happy there.
So, the bombshell… I got an EMAIL on Monday from my supposed best friend telling me she will be moving out Nov. 30. She didn’t call me or come over to discuss it. She didn’t give me a warning she was looking at other places or she couldn’t afford the rent. Just an email saying she was moving out. And not even a I’m sorry for the short notice and what this will do to you. I won’t even get into the feelings of hurt I have for our friendship at this point. I’m too numb from everything. But this is a month before Christmas and now I’m reliable for a mortgage I can’t pay! I don’t work other than doing freelance writing which doesn’t pay well, so I bring in VERY little income. Lately, we’ve had major issues with affording every day things, but we’re surviving the best we know how. So things have been really rough in my house for the past year.
I’m in shock and am terrified at what is going to happen. But to make matters worse and to bring you back to the beginning of the story… I found my ex on Facebook and told him I’d need him to sign over the deed. He had the audacity to ask me if he was going to get back what he put in!!!!!!!! He didn’t even put down a down payment and only paid half of the mortgage for 2 1/2 years. I’m so livid I could punch holes in the wall. This man left me with so much debt, I can’t even get a credit card because what he did to me. So not having a job and bad credit isn’t going to get me a loan. Let alone Christmas presents for my child and family. I know the present part is small, but I love Christmas and am used to big ones! Especially since Ella is able to understand Christmas and loves to open presents- which she could care less about last year.
Now I have to deal with getting the jerk to sign over the deed, which means finding him and I don’t even know if he will sign and then the drama of selling a townhouse in this economy. I don’t know what this is going to do to my family. I’ve been on edge and fighting depression for a couple of months dealing with a feisty 2 year old and now this… I feel like my world is caving in.