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Hey yall, I'm still alive. (MASSIVE LIFE UPDATE)
a year ago
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OKAY SO...ALOT has happened in the last 5 months....
First and foremost, we fully have a vehicle again.
We were able to get a 2018 Ford Escape from Drivetime at the end of May and are now making payments on it every 2 weeks. (Found out the other day even though we've already given them close to 4K....interest ate it up and not a cent has come off the actual price of the vehicle....I hate it but it is what it is I guess.)
Things continued to get SIGNIFICANTLY worse with my partner's parents before it all erupted like the vengeance of an angry volcano following a particularly shitty situation.
My partner's mom birthgiver stole 60$ from me off my bedside table while we were 2 feet away taking a nap. She knocked my phone off the table and almost broke the charger off in the port, and even ate food off my plate. (3 stuffed clams and my plate was in the microwave)
Before we laid down she was scrounging up change for a drink from the vending machine and didn't have enough for a 2.50 soda....when we woke up a couple hours later she was gone and returning with shopping bags and even had a handful of PILLS that she claims she paid for everything herself. HOW WHEN SHE COULDN'T AFFORD A SODA?!
IMMEDIATELY confronted her about it and this biiiitch seriously expected us to believe the most ridiculous story ever.
Her story:
A stranger must've came in our room (we live in a hotel where rooms are only accessible via individual keycards)...they walked from the door to my side of the bed on our side of the room (I'm the farthest from the door beside the window)...took my money that was placed in a very specific spot without touching any other valuables such as our games/wallets/etc....without setting ANY of the dogs off (my partner and I have a husky and a catahoula pit who immediately investigate new people and his parents had a bully pitbull and their dog would literally flip shit and fucking high pitch bark as loud as possible if she ever saw a stranger in the room)...and they casually left after eating 3 of my stuffed clams off my plate that was in the microwave....and the reason we didn't know was we clearly slept through it all.
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Yeah NO IDGAF how heavy of a sleeper you may or may not be there is no way in HELL anyone can sleep through a 60lb+ husky jumping up/standing on you and howling at a "stranger" while one dog is whining loudly and the other is scream barking at the top of it's lungs.
They didn't make a sound because they fucking KNEW the person in the room. It was HER.
Plus her getting super defensive and saying "Believe whatever you want." is a dead giveaway.
Fastforward a couple days and I refuse to let it go. I am medically disabled and live on a rather fixed income so 60$ is too much to ignore.
Zack and I are laying in bed and it's like 3am and I'm just venting about it because I'm understandably frustrated about everything. I'm telling him there's no way I'll ever believe her bullshit lies, she is a thieving ass liar. They were out walking their dog so we were talking while they were gone.
She fucking flings the door wide open and shouts "I BET YOU WON'T SAY THAT SHIT WHILE I'M IN HERE!!"
I CLEARED MY THROAT and responded "I BET I FUCKING DO BITCH. YOU ARE A LYING ASS THIEF!!"
So yeah shit hit the fan it was a screaming match where they declared they were going to leave and "Good Luck paying for the room on your own!", his stepdad brought up our kinds in the argument since he's a self proclaimed PEDOPHILE (they called CPS and told them he had "child molestation" stuff on his record and since we lived with them our kids had to go live with my mom, stepdad, and youngest sister) grabbed some of their shit and their dog and left the room. Went and slept in his work truck.
Later the next day she deadass came up in the room and acted like nothing happened. (same song and dance many times before)
I was in the middle of making dinner and looked at my partner like "is this bitch serious??" so he asked "I thought yall were leaving, what happened to that??" She said his "paycheck hadn't come in yet." and tried to play it all off like no one was serious about leaving. Since they didn't give a shit what happened to us my partner held up the receipt for the room he got that morning when he paid for the room and stated "Room has been taken care of...ya know, since we would have to figure it out on our own...looks like yall need to figure it out now too."
Cue the big fat crocodile tears while she started packing up her shit. Zack went to the bathroom and she looked at me while "crying" and I told her to "suck it the fuck up and pack, it's not working this time."
The night before during the screaming match I had hit record on my phone so they're on record saying they wouldn't fuck with our shit in storage while we made arrangements to get everything moved into a different unit. However, they still destroyed alot of my stuff, unfortunately. Mainly stuff that belonged to my late Nana that I'll never ever be able to replace. They tried to act like I was crazy and making shit up despite there being physical evidence it "wasn't them" so my partner finally had enough and after we got all our belongings he fully cut ties with them officially. Especially after everything and us finding out all the other lies they hid that directly caused us to struggle for so long.
Like the fact that even though he was working full time he's deliberately not reporting his wages so he's collecting disability at the same time PLUS they both took out personal loans at 2K EACH...that easily could have gotten us out of the hotel but nah here we are stuck. They also bought a ridiculous amount of sex toys and porn DVDs (seriously it's 2024 who the FUCK buys porn DVDs at 40$ EACH?! Them apparently and they were.....questionable as fuck. Like "My young little girl obsession") my brother and I found everything while we were cleaning their side of the room.
Luckily everything just happened to line up where we were able to help my little brother escape a hellish situation with our (now ex) sister and her boyfriend. (Who is a huge pussy and hides in the bushes whenever he sees me btw) So he moved in to help us and to not be on the street himself. It's been great so far just still stressed about trying to get out of this place. The housing market is absolute DOGSHIT here before anyone wants to try to be like "uhhh move somewhere else" Since we have to pay rent WEEKLY on top of other bills like for the car and insurance and shit....it's incredibly difficult to save up enough for a deposit and first month rent plus the application and admin fees as well as moving costs.
We had a place possibly lined up HOWEVER the unnamed storm that hit SE NC and dumped like 2ft of rain in a few hours kindaaa flooded the rental we were going for......yyeeeaaaahhhhh....so the hunt continues.
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Heartbroken by the utter devastation to one of my all time favorite places ever...Chimney Rock.
I was planning to go there for my birthday in February but of course that can't be done now. I have many friends who are currently up there helping clean up and restore the area.
In the meantime I have been hard at work trying to get through my queue. I pretty much draw from when I wake up til when I'm fully passing out while trying to stay awake. My carpal tunnel and fibro have been absolute HELL on me lately as well. Some days I'm in so much pain I can't do anything but lay in bed sobbing. Most of the time I feel like I've been drenched in gasoline and set ablaze. I've also been dealing with stress migraines and those basically take me out for the whole day when all I can do is sleep or hide from the light under the covers in a blacked out room.
This time of year is very bad for me as I've had alot of loss and trauma associated with the end of the year so it's always really hard on me juggling grief, PTSD, and clinical depression.
This Christmas marks 5 years my Nana has been gone and half a lifetime since the assault.
I suppose all I can do is just continue taking it all a day at a time.
I'm doing by best to get better.
I appreciate everyone's continued support, patience, and understanding.
I am open for any and all commissions to help fund our escape from this awful place.
If you've made it through all of this madness....thank you so much for taking the time to read about my insane life.
-H3L
I hope the rest of the year goes better for you two.