We moved in together, got married and I started uni within 18 months. We utterly underestimated moving costs, so moved in pretty skint, had a very cheap but lively wedding, then I started uni.
Just before the wedding my regular work stopped as I was a regular carer and the person I cared for 5 days a week died. Fortunately our wedding was paid for at that point.
Then for the 3 years of uni we lived on vegetables and noodles which at the time were 10p per pack. We ended up being given a hamper of meat for Christmas when DHs family realised how little we were surviving on.
I finished uni and I was waiting to start a new job; there were months of delays because of sickness in the occupational health dept. While waiting for a start date, the boiler broke down and we didn’t have a penny to get it fixed. It was the first snowy Christmas that we’d had in years and we spent the whole of December and January with no heating or hot water. We were too ashamed and proud to ask family for money to get it fixed.
We had defaults on the mortgage, and were having daily phone calls from HSBC telling us to pay back our overdraft.
We were stupid and buried our heads in the sand because dealing with it was so overwhelming. We were young, stupid and didn’t have a clue how to help ourselves, where to start.
Fortunately we got ourselves together, used the money advice service and did a budget, lived more carefully and my new salary helped hugely. It’s taken us almost 10 years to get out of the shit, but we’re more comfortable now, unfortunately not yet at the point where we’ve got huge amounts spare or able to move house yet, but in time we will