It has been a while since I have checked in and just given an update on my life. How is everyone doing? Obviously you can't respond to me (unless you reach out on Instagram! Don't forget to follow) on this platform but I hope those who read this are doing great. I have been doing great as well. Life keeps throwing the usual curveballs, but I've been doing a great job at catching them.
I won't bore you with a backstory of how I had gotten myself into debt. Let me just cut to the chase. It was two months before my wife and I were getting married. We lived on three incomes. She worked two jobs and I worked one. That always worked for us because I was in school so she carried more financial weight. I was about $25,000 in debt and she was about $28,000 in debt at the time. Her debt was only her car but I had a car loan, a Kay Jeweler's account, and one open credit card that I was paying off. That changed in a single day.
When I was fifteen, I lost my younger sister. She lost her battle to cancer... leukemia, to be exact. Many people know that as a fact but I keep so many details of that year bottled up. Mainly for my sanity, to be honest. I was young and it was hard to cope with... Most days I still struggle with my emotions. I want to tell this story in hopes that it touches someone and helps them. Cancer affects almost everyone in one way or another and the loss from it can leave permanent scars. Please read this with an open mind and heart.
So I left off in part four with my fiancé landing her Starbucks job. This was literally the greatest thing at that time for her. She wasn't herself with everything that had happened in the past few months. My fiancé finally found the light at the end of the tunnel... BUT it was a struggle.
I am taking a brief step away from the "My First Lesbian Relationship" story to tell you guys about our life with the dogs. I've said it many times AND defended it many more times, but Dodger is truly our first child! We have raised him together SINCE birth and it has been the best experience for us. Since moving, we have taken in my grandma's dog, Lola, and that has been interesting and fun at the same time. They are best friends and worst enemies all in one, but it is all love.
At this point in our relationship, we weren't even together for six months yet and life events were taking its toll on both me and my fiancé. She was dealing with all of the stress from her family drama and I was stressing because I was hearing all of what was going on and there was absolutely nothing that I could do to help. From Thanksgiving, up until now everything was going wrong for us. Not with our relationship but with all of the outside factors. Things just could not go right for us... and it hasn't changed since.