Here's the very vague back story.
Last year we moved in with W and R, a gay couple. (Just wanted to clarify so if I say "W and R- him and he and his" etc., people wpould know I'm talking about a couple.)
My hubby was originally good friends with W. everything was worked out and hubby, myself and DD- 1 year old at the time- moved in.
Things quickly started to go sour. R changed totally after we moved in. He HATED our guts and never had a reason why. He never once acknowledged my daughter in the 4 months we lived there. He hates women to the core- lovely fact I found out after we moved in- and when it was just us in a room together/home alone together, he wasted no time in screaming profanities at me, ridiculing me and being an asshole to me. The second my hubby would walk in the house, R would change and act like nothing happened, leaving me hysterically sobbing. He scared me many times with his temper.
He kept making up lies about us, saying we were breaking this this and this rule on the lease (we never did). He banned us from eating with himself and W, and before long, hubby, DD and I spent all day in our bedroom just to avoid R.
R made fun of us constantly because he was very well to do financially, and we were not. He kept demanding money from us for different things, and we just could not pay the absurd amounts he was asking. yes, we signed a lease and he kept trying to add shit to it that we didn't agree to.
The turning point was, at a HUGE house party W and R were throwing, W drunkenly SCREAMED at my hubby in front of about 30 people. Cursed him out, ridiculed him and told him he was a worthless piece of shit. My hubby was devastated and went to lie down in the room, away from everyone. I was beyond furious.
The next night R told us we had to "get the fuck out of MY house. NOW." and I asked when he'd serve us with eviction papers. His exact words were "We could evict you legally, but I choose not to. Get the fuck out before you regret it." He gave us exactly 3 days to move out, get al our stuff out and ove back home and hour away.
We agreed to a plan to have our stuff stored there after we moved, until we found storage for it. As soon as we left, R called and said he was going to throw all of our belongings away out of spite. (We could only take what we could fit in our tiny Subaru.)
They soon stopped returning any and all calls/texts/emails and for months and months, I wasleft wondering if they actually threw our stuff out. Last we talked, I asked "Are you really okay with stealing my daughter's stuff? You'd steal from a toddler???"
WELL! JUST got ahold of them after about 7 months of no contact. Our stuff is untouched, still there. Turns out R went to his lawyer- "the best lawyer money can buy"- and was told that what he was doing was VERY illegal. That if he threw our stuff out after illegally kicking us out, the law most definitely would not be on his side. R is furious but has no choice.
In 2 weeks we are going to GET EVERYTHING WE OWN BACK!!! Moving truck and storage unit is all set and paid for.
My daughter will have her bed again. All her cousins' hand me downs, all her books and videos. My photo albums......sentimental homemade birthday gifts from my brother......birthday/holiday cards I have been saving since I was a very little girl.....the stuff that can never be replaced......I will have it again soon.
After an UGLY yearlong battle, a year of wondering if my family would ever see our stuff again, we are victorious. Our stuff is STILL OURS.
We are getting a group of friends together as I type, paying them to help move our things. We're going in there, hauling ass and getting it done as quickly as possible, and leaving those jerks.
I'm so happy I could cry!!!!