@understandmenow
We got nothing and for a while it felt like everyone was against us, knock after knock we took, we had lived a 3 minute barefoot walk from a manned police station so we walked up to it, they refused to help us saying it was domestic and they couldn't get involved, so we walked to a friends and by 9am the kids were dressed and at school. By 10am I had the keys to a house, I got an emergency loan from the council which was just enough to buy a bit of food and a blow up mattress and I took the curtains down to use as bedding.
I couldn't get a solicitor to help until I had applied for and recieved legal aid and also attempted mediation, that took 6 months, by the time I did get access to the house all our stuff was gone, tbh we didn't really care about the possessions. We were more upset over the dog, he refused to let us take him and not wanting him himself he took him back to the rescue, he took great delight in telling me what he had done, I rang the rescue on the Monday and explained what had happened and agreed I could collect the dog on the Thursday, when we all got there the dog was gone, they had rehomed him.
Then it turned out my best friend who was a CAB advisor had been having an affair with him all along, he knew exactly what to do and how to hit us hard as she was advising him. Joke was on her, she wanted my life, to have that you needed me. She got part of my life, the shitty part lol
Its years later, we survived, I don't know how