It's 2 and a half years since I filed for divorce from my husband, who is in prison.
He was sentenced to 5 years (will be out in October for good behaviour, serving half his sentence). Anyway, the divorce has been an absolutely long and drawn out mess. For the majority of it, I self represented because I knew that the wait for our NHS pension report would take forever. It did.
I was aware that nothing could move forward financially until we had the pension report.
Once that report came back (and I had 3 valuations done on our property), our 'asset pot' was clear and the financial side of things could move forward.
That was last October 2023. I hired a solicitor at this stage, the 'money part'.
We had the FDR in December, a long, 8 hour day. His lawyers attended. Prison would not release him in the end. Judge decided he couldn't do anything without the respondent's actual input.
Basically we've been forced to settle outside of court because prison won't release him for hearings. So my lawyer and his lawyer had been hashing it out and both sides were working hard towards a settlement, something both sides were totally engaged in.
In March, we 'settled'. Both sides went back and forth, the draft consent order was agreed upon. All we needed was for the court to approve it. "Which should be done within the week," were my lawyer's words.
And then... radio silence. The respondent's lawyer said his client wanted to tweak a couple of things before the draft was made into a consent order. He'd be in touch in a couple of days. More radio silence. Then, "I'm going to visit my client in prison this week. Will be in touch soon." Then more radio silence. And now, as we head into June, it's all radio silence. Total silence. No communication. My solicitor has no idea what's going on. (Sorry, the American side of me still slides between solicitor and 'lawyer' when I type. Sorry if this is kind of annoying).
Anyway, we were meant to put the house on the market this summer. If we'd had a consent order, this is what we would be doing. I've gone and gotten all major repairs done prior to selling because I was pretty much assured this would be happening. But here I am. With no consent order. Just silence. And an unhappy bank balance.
Our fixed rate mortgage ends in September and we still owe £200k on the property. I can't take on the mortgage by myself. It's already been difficult to just keep us afloat in a home that is too expensive for me to run on my own. My plan was to sell this summer, pay 'cash' on a much smaller property a bit further out which I would have been able to do, just about, with my 'share'. I can't go too far because my daughter is in a special school (SEMH). It's vital that she stays there. I also don't want her to lose access to her CAMHS therapist, which she will if I move too far away.
The silence is deafening and I'm wondering what I'm actually looking at.
My ex has lost everything; kids, career, life as he once knew it (due to his own criminal behaviour). Is this simply a case of him going down financially and taking us with him? I don't understand why he went from being totally engaged (as much as one can be from prison) and sending across lists of expectations/requests to be added to the draft order (Which was annoying and demanding but at least we were making headway and eventually, agreed on a financial settlement) to total silence. I just don't even know where I stand now. It's not so much the mortgage that worries me (I mean, of course it does but I can rationally deal with that).
But I just want out. I want 'done'. And I don't want to be living in the family home when he's out of prison... and very likely angry. I'm the one who put him there. He is not a happy man.
I don't know what head space he'll be in and I don't really want him to know where the kids and I are living. I just feel kinda stuck, in limbo, and very anxious.
Can I kindly ask for any wisdom and insight that might help me ask my own solicitor better questions? Because I am really shut down and don't know what to ask anymore or how to even approach my divorce at this point. Thank you, kind, generous MNers, with my greatest appreciation.