So, my cut in child support hit me pretty hard. I live with my boyfriend of 7 years and he pays mortgage, his truck, and his Harley, and I pay EVERYTHING else... power, water, trash, cable, cell phones, groceries, dog care, doctor visits, household needs.... I couldn’t keep up even with my full child support. Now that I’m knocked down $450 mo (I will lose the the other $900 in June when daughter graduates) I need my boyfriends help with budgeting his income to help out a little more. I don’t make enough as a Paraeducator to cover all the bills he placed on me. Well, I tried to talk to him for comfort and he blew up on me. He went psycho and told me to get a real full time job not one at the school that’s only 35 hrs a week or I better get that other part time job at grocery store that’s 30hrs week to supplement my income. He said my disabled son needed to get a job and pay rent or get out, and he said my 16 year old daughter who works her butt off and is focusing on her senior year and college needs to have her car and insurance taken away (he helped her buy a little Toyota last summer and I pay insurance) and we both agreed we wanted her to stick with her studies.
I’m realizing my boyfriend wants the biggest and best of everything, but can’t maintain shit. He bought the Harley (in my name too) he can’t afford tabs so it sits. He is always late on payments. He just traded in his suburban, which was about to be repossessed, for a Ford F450 dually(sp?) which is more expensive than the suburban. Again, he guilted me into co-signing. The truck is ridiculous and a gas hog, but he liked it so he got it. The house we live in, his mom helped us out b4 getting sick with Alzheimer’s and being placed in care, is 2500 sq ft with 5 bed 3 bath and separate living area downstairs is way too much for me/for us to afford. My boyfriend refused smaller homes and was pissed this one didn’t have a shop. Ugh!!!!
I need out of this nightmare and have nowhere to go. I’m so low income that I can’t afford a studio apartment in the slums. The area I live in, the cost of living is ridiculous and wait list for low income housing (which are scary drug and gang infested shit holes) is 5 years.
I’m stuck in a vicious cycle of panic, fear, anxiety, and feel like I’m dying. My insides hurt, my outsides hurt, and I feel paralyzed. I’m in such shock at how horrible my boyfriend reacted to me and the things he said to me that I can barely function. I’m a zombie and wish I could be in a better place where I had control and an escape route to peace, calm, and safety of my own home.
I’m a mess. Worse than I’ve ever been. I got myself here trusting my boyfriend and all his promises over the years instead of focusing on his actions. Now I have to figure a way out for me and my kids mental health.
Thanks for letting me vent. I tried to talk to my mom, but she was little help and offered no comfort for my poor decision to get in relationship with my boyfriend so soon after my divorce.
Please tell me I can make it through this and that it will be okay.
—-Eileen