I need help and I don’t even know where to start. A quick summary is that I gave up the “perfect life” and put my trust and faith in a complete stranger. That stranger quickly became my best friend and my fiance. As of now, I lost all my money. I’m losing my home. I’m losing my fiance. I lost my child, and the only option that seems reasonable for me is suicide.
After we got engaged I discovered that someone had been using my credit card and racked up thousands of dollars in debt. I tried disputing the charges but lost and they charged me for them. I canceled my card and then the same charges started being taken out of my debit card/banking account. By the time I caught it, they had already taken over $2000. I disputed the charges with the bank right away. The banker that I had talked to told me that the $2000 would be put back into my account right away, but if I lost the disputes it would be taken back out. The money was never put back into my account. As a result, I was unable to pay rent. I informed my property management of the situation and they agreed to let me pay rent after I got my paycheck. However, they added a late fee and with that late fee added on, I was short on rent and couldn’t pay it when we had arranged. I explained this to them, and they don’t care. I’m now going to be evicted in the next 24-48 hours if I don’t pay the rent, which I still don’t have.
I expressed these concerns to my fiance, who hasn’t been able to work a normal job because he was recently diagnosed with kidney and liver failure. The doctors gave him an expected life span of 6 months - 1 year. With their predictions, he won’t even make it to our wedding day we’ve already sunk thousands of dollars in to, and nobody is willing to give the deposit money back despite the circumstances. He works odd jobs here and there to help close gaps when needed. He told me that he needed some money to start a job and that he would get paid that money back and then more than enough to help pay for rent after the job was completed. I told him that I didn’t have any money to give him because if I did then there was no way that I would be able to pay rent. He assured me that it would be all good, so I gave him the money that he asked for. However, he started asking for more and giving me excuses as to why he needed more. He made me feel so guilty and treated me so poorly because I refused to give him more than an x-amount. His guilt-tripping worked and I gave him the extra money he had asked for in a last desperate attempt to make rent. I really put my faith in him.
I didn’t get the money, and I’m not going to be able to pay rent. It hadn’t crossed my mind before, but now it’s all that I can think. It was my fiance that took all of that money from me. (Do I know this for sure? No. He says that he didn’t do it and made a big deal out of me thinking that it was him, but he won’t let me go to the police to file a report) After I brought this up, he also started accusing me of cheating on him while we were together and saying that he had “proof”. I have not cheated on him, so there is no proof. The constant stress from everything happening also assisted with a miscarriage this week. I’ve never been one to have suicide ideation, but now it’s all that I can think about. What’s the point of going on? I was stupid and my own choices caused me to lose everything. I went against my immediate family’s wishes to be with this guy, and now I have to face the embarrassment of them being right and having another failed engagement. I see no future for me anymore. I’m not worth anything to anybody in the long run. I can’t carry a child to full term and I can’t afford to keep on living. I’m drained and all I want to do is die. I’m getting so close to that point, the closest I’ve ever been, It’s not ideation anymore. It’s a plan. I want to get help, but I can’t afford it. No matter how hard I try, I can’t pull myself out of the constant shit show that has become my life. So what’s the point? There isn’t one anymore. I know that if I lose my house in the next 24-48 hours, that’ll be the end for me. It’s not worth trying anymore. These things keep happening to me, so I obviously deserve it. But I can’t take it anymore.