Breakups & Divorce Support Group
Just broke up with someone or in the midst of a difficult divorce? Breaking up is difficult no matter what the circumstances are. They say that time heals all wounds, but sometimes a listening ear or a hug can work wonders for the heart. Whether you need a place to vent, someone to hold you to No Contact, or need advice about what to do, we're here to help.
13 years ago, I left my ex husband. I walked away with nothing. He was unable to care for himself and I couldn't see having two incomplete houses, so I left him the house and literally everything but the kids and our cloths. There was nothing worth fighting for.
I started over without a bowl to eat out of, a towel to dry off with, a bed to sleep in, nothing. I worked and I raised my kids, bought my home and new car and took care of my children with no child support, or anything. I kept them insured, with my job. My ex-fella said he would not spend any money raising another mans children. (he was an ass) didn't matter, I raised them. They are mine to raise. Best thing I ever did in my life.
When I lost my job in the warehouse, I changed directions. I went into the medical field. I love what I do, but it doesn't pay near as much. I've been supplementing my pay with my savings account to pay the bills. I'm still okay, but reality is that math doesn't lie, I cannot continue at this rate. I know I have to go back to my old line of work. I'm terrified of getting back out there in the warehouse situation. That's why it is so heavy on my mind, I'm to scared to think I can.... but I have too.
I started over without a bowl to eat out of, a towel to dry off with, a bed to sleep in, nothing. I worked and I raised my kids, bought my home and new car and took care of my children with no child support, or anything. I kept them insured, with my job. My ex-fella said he would not spend any money raising another mans children. (he was an ass) didn't matter, I raised them. They are mine to raise. Best thing I ever did in my life.
When I lost my job in the warehouse, I changed directions. I went into the medical field. I love what I do, but it doesn't pay near as much. I've been supplementing my pay with my savings account to pay the bills. I'm still okay, but reality is that math doesn't lie, I cannot continue at this rate. I know I have to go back to my old line of work. I'm terrified of getting back out there in the warehouse situation. That's why it is so heavy on my mind, I'm to scared to think I can.... but I have too.
I wonder if your only options would be a warehouse? I'm sure...although I have no direction to point you in...there are other things?
Hell...you went from one towel and a bowl to THIS? There is something about your scrappiness and determination that tells me you might feel knocked down THIS minute, but you will get up.
I am a teacher..and I think NC ids #48 for teacher pay in the country...and we haven't had raises in 8 years. Budgeting is my middle name because there is no other choice. I DO get child support, but I'm, literally, at the point where I have to watch each dollar, no matter what. I am doing the best I can not to have to get a second job, because I want to spend my time with my son, and having children one day was a part of why I chose teaching, so I could have time with him. Like you, it's a low paying job, and it's also a job I love.
It still feels like a kick in the metaphorical nuts, sometimes, you know? To be hardworking, doing what you got to do, and the money doesn't equal the effort and time.
I feel for you, and please look at your options before having to go back. Again, I have zero direction to point you in, but I'm sure, with your strength, you will find something that works for you.
Many hugs!
Sometimes they get us stuck in a place for a time. Sometimes they give us the impetus to move in a different direction out of necessity.
I've had my share, including what for me was the Mother of all Meltdowns late in 2007. In truth it was a progressive meltdown over the better part of a decade.
The interesting thing is now I am so very grateful for that MOAM. At the time it was almost too unbearable to go on. Almost...
Funny how over time one's point of view can change about the very same experience. Worst thing that can possibly happen to best thing that could have possibly happened.