Right. Id appreciate your thoughts please.
We developed a huge (and I mean huge debt) during a period of time when DH was studying. We have both worked as hard as we can but with the interest piling up it became unmanageable. I had ALWAYS thought that people in debt were ridiculous. Why couldn't we just stick to a budget? LOts of my friends seemed to do it.
I guess this might be easier with stable income but it was often a little up and down. We made some very silly mistakes such as change our mortgage to interest only (almost £900 a month for a 2 bed semi) plus allowing the bank to talk us into a huge loan to consolidate the debts - when looking back, it was clear that we would have been better selling up & paying ours debts off. We were tired, stressed and not well. decisions with loans etc reduced our credit rating & our interest rates were v v high. If only we could go back and make better decisions!
We havn't holidayed since we married almost ten years ago, we dont buy new clothes & we drive old bangers. Shamefully, i don't even have a bra that fits me. I alternate between two nursing bras that Ive had for 4 years. However our exteriors are cheerful. I regularly volunteer on variuous boards, take an interest in community & we have a messy but I guess sort of ok home (rented) I love the children and they are lovely kids!
A friend of mine recently commented about 'poor' people and why they don't just get a better job or work more hours. I'm ashamed to say i just sat opened mouthed & babbled something about everyone circumstances being different.
Neither of us command a huge income but we have just hung on to the hope that things would get better with effort & time. It hasn't.
I suffer from bi polar depression. No one knows this as I have never had reason to tell an employer or friends. I work REALLY hard to keep myself level & every day is a real balance. I'm on a small amount of medication which has so far worked, I don't smoke, take drugs of any sort & I keep my alcohol to a real minimum. I don't sleep around or do any of those things that TV make out happens... and I don't have hallucinations or talk to inanimate objects :) well.....not so far.
I receive no benefits or allowances etc for the privelage of having an adled brain :)
Fast forward 5 years and we are still chipping away at the debt. I now have four part time jobs having just cut it down from 5. These are all £7.20 an hr care type jobs / help at a school / support work and frankly although are lovely jobs (in that they are helpful to the community) they are very draining. I regularly cry in the loo at work, I'm exhausted to my bones & I often day dream of running away!
Then I remember that I'm 40, got myself in this mess, and need to get myself into gear and get on with it!
The work I do is very 'bitty' & is often for 2-5 hours at a time. We have had no family support so it has often meant leaving my children upset at nursery (which they hated) or leaving my little girl inconsolable in daddies arms as I walk out to work. It got to the point that every waking moment was taken up with her clock watching, discussing my work & pleading with me not to go. What kwpt me going was that i knew i was helping to pay debt and to help keep the house running...
Today I had a letter to say we were no longer entitled to tax credits. I have been exhausted to the point of pangs of anxiety, awful IBS - lots of things associated with depression (all of which I parcel away as I don't want anyone to think I cant cope and I don't want the kids to worry)
So basically my piddly income that ive battled for, has meant NOTHING. We now owe them almost £1700 from last year & i am totally furious.
Contributing to society is a really important for me. Basically what 'Ive done is NOTHING. I was polite on the phone but pretty fuming and told the guy that the next time i call is to say I'm unemployed. What is the point?
On one hand it may seem like our income is ok but take out several hundred pounds of a debt a month and we aren't entitled to housing benefit or anything like that.
I'm so fuming with myself for being so useless - that ive now run out of words.