After living in a tent for 3 months I became so depressed that I didn’t even want to get out of bed. My golden retriever Liberty would curl up with me. She helped me get out of bed each day. I hated living in a tent but we had only enough money for rent at the campsite. I’m so glad my good friend lived beside the campground and I spend all my days with her. I loved hanging out with her and her family. We hung out all the time. I was done living in the tent so my husband sent me back to NC to the place that we had called home for five years. I stayed with some of our good friends. My husband and Liberty stayed behind. Even though I was with my good friends I missed him terribly and my dog. That dog was my life. It was hard living with my friends and on weekends I stayed with other friends which was nice. I got to know a lot of people.
I was lonely so I used addiction as a soothing thing for me and so I didn’t have think about the mess my life was. I started to realize that so much went wrong in my husbands life. It seemed like things would be good and then something always happened and it became bad. I was tired of this. I wanted to go home. I wanted to see my family. I was so tired of my life always upside down.
About a month and a half later my husband came to NC with Lib and I was reunited with my dog. My heart soar I loved that dog. She was so happy to see me. I was reunited with my best friend. We found a small apartment to rent that was furnished in a beautiful spot in swannona, NC. The landlady lived down below and she had goats and it was right by the river. A beautiful as spot. At least we were all together again. We continued going to the church that we had gone to before and I settled back into the community.
Things seemed ok for a bit until one day the Preacher of the church showed up on my doorstep really bothered and angry. He couldn’t find our home and finally found it and demanded to see my husband who was at work. I asked him if he wanted to come in he said no he needed to go home but he really needed L to contact him when he got home. When L got home I told him what Pastor Ronald said. L was worried and wondered what he wanted so he headed out to the church.
He came home and looked really pale and after a bit he had told me that one of our good friends Lucas. He had come from Canada to NC with us but we had not seen him in a long time. He had written the pastor a letter telling him all of our things in our life. Everything he told the pastor everything. The pastor had asked him to explain himself and wanted L to come and meet with him and Lucas. L refused to go and told his side of the story.
We were told by the pastor of the church that we were no longer welcome so we were basically kicked out for what someone else had said. We were shocked and a whole bunch of our good friends walked away from us. Ones we had hung out with lots they were like family to us. We were basically shuned. Not all of them did that but my whole world came crashing down again.
I was done and told L that I wanted to go back to Canada and be with my family and if he stayed in NC I was leaving. His dad had been diagnosed with lung cancer and his brother in law had a brain tumor and he was asked to come home and help. We left our home and our friends and drove back to where we lived in Canada. It’s over 4,000 miles and it took a week to get back and we arrived back home. I was so happy to see my family and they had missed me so much.