melanalyus
Cathlete
Ugh. I'm posting to vent, but if anyone has input,...it'd be great.
We moved out of our home of 15 years to a new home in July 07. We took a home equity loan on our first home to put as a downpayment on our new home....figuring our house would sell (before market was really bad). I should also note that it is waterfront property (new roof, windows, carpet, paint, staging...)
In December of 07 I started working 60 hrs/week to pay for the 2 mortgages (plus about 14hrs/week drive time).We were super suprised that our house hadn't sold yet. I worked thru vacation time, moonlighted,..did everything I could think of. The mortgages were roughly 60 percent of my take-home pay...even after working that many hours.
In May 08 I found out I was pregnant (which was ironic b/c we had stopped trying after 2 years of unsuccess....stopped TTC when i had to upgrade my work hours).
In July, I lost my primary job (7 day notice....store closed) and a couple days later we lost our baby (almost 4 months along). We stopped making payments on the house.
I realized I was not superwoman & I couldn't do it anymore. I missed my kids so much during that time. I prayed like mad during these times...holding onto my faith.
Today, we got our foreclosure notice. I'm not necessarily shocked....I knew it was coming....but I wanted to cry.
To me it was a super failure. Sure, we are fortunate to have a house to live in...physically we'll be fine,....but emotionally.....
Now I'm realizing that this house symbolized another unanswered prayer (a cry for our house to sell).
It symbolized a factor in the death of our baby (I was working so hard).
It s[I]ymbolized [/I]all my lost time with my family...time I could never get back (from working so many hours)...
It's a loss of a home that we lived in for 15 years....that the brows of our head sweated for & took care of with passion & love.
Anywho,....I just wanted to vent. Wondering if anyone out their has felt similiar ways after a foreclosure?
We moved out of our home of 15 years to a new home in July 07. We took a home equity loan on our first home to put as a downpayment on our new home....figuring our house would sell (before market was really bad). I should also note that it is waterfront property (new roof, windows, carpet, paint, staging...)
In December of 07 I started working 60 hrs/week to pay for the 2 mortgages (plus about 14hrs/week drive time).We were super suprised that our house hadn't sold yet. I worked thru vacation time, moonlighted,..did everything I could think of. The mortgages were roughly 60 percent of my take-home pay...even after working that many hours.
In May 08 I found out I was pregnant (which was ironic b/c we had stopped trying after 2 years of unsuccess....stopped TTC when i had to upgrade my work hours).
In July, I lost my primary job (7 day notice....store closed) and a couple days later we lost our baby (almost 4 months along). We stopped making payments on the house.
I realized I was not superwoman & I couldn't do it anymore. I missed my kids so much during that time. I prayed like mad during these times...holding onto my faith.
Today, we got our foreclosure notice. I'm not necessarily shocked....I knew it was coming....but I wanted to cry.
To me it was a super failure. Sure, we are fortunate to have a house to live in...physically we'll be fine,....but emotionally.....
Now I'm realizing that this house symbolized another unanswered prayer (a cry for our house to sell).
It symbolized a factor in the death of our baby (I was working so hard).
It s[I]ymbolized [/I]all my lost time with my family...time I could never get back (from working so many hours)...
It's a loss of a home that we lived in for 15 years....that the brows of our head sweated for & took care of with passion & love.
Anywho,....I just wanted to vent. Wondering if anyone out their has felt similiar ways after a foreclosure?
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