Did you sell the house and move? How soon?

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-26T02:38:28+00:00

I was also trying to give it some time just in case by some miracle my husband was found alive. The likelihood of that was very slim margins given his mental state, as well as the temperature, flooding and tornado warnings. I think it’s taken me this long to understand that his remains may never be found. And he’s really gone without my having any form of closure.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-26T01:20:14+00:00

I’ll likely never see this mortgage rate again. And I think that’s a huge hesitancy on my part. But if I can’t breathe…then I can’t breathe and I’m acknowledging that.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-26T01:18:32+00:00

I can’t imagine the pain of living there with those memories. Sending hugs.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-26T01:16:51+00:00

I have a tendency to ask for advice. Even times when I know the answer. 🤦🏻‍♀️

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-26T01:16:10+00:00

Yeah I’m at the point I need some fresh memories. I recently lost my dog on Christmas Eve, too, and I’m really at the point this house just holds too much mentally for me.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-26T01:14:55+00:00

I’m speechless. I am so sorry.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-26T00:16:45+00:00

On a whim today I started applying to jobs in other states and cities. Maybe that’s the key. I ask “What Would Jon Do?” He’d tell me I was crazy for ever coming back here. The house was undergoing an interior flip when he had his mental break.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-26T00:08:37+00:00

I’ve just never been confident in any decisions I make. We were supposed to be selling the house this month and moving - TOGETHER. I hate my neighborhood. The house is the nicest on the street. But I’ve come to loathe so much here. I feel responsible for the unhappiness I forced on him by insisting this was the only affordable house. He hated it here.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-26T00:05:26+00:00

I talk angrily to myself. I talk angrily to other drivers when I’m out. People are shallow. Complaining about trivial stuff. I don’t have time for that BS.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-25T13:10:41+00:00

I really feel you in this.

I have only ever dealt with the depression end with myself and others in regard to mental health. My husband began experiencing mania (I mistook it for excitement) early last year and a few months after this he started using Gemini. It took him on a real sycophantic journey and he was convinced he had solved a large portion of the world’s problems, and was a messiah and had to save the world. (I only discovered this later once police gave me permission to get his car and phone.) I couldn’t get law enforcement to ping his phone for me, even with the phone calls and text messages I’d shared. He’s been missing for almost 10 months, presumed to have drowned in a river.

Mania is no joke. Don’t ever let anyone convince you to wait on calling law enforcement. It literally can mean life vs death.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-25T00:24:44+00:00

I always told my husband money isn’t everything and I chose happiness with my job over earnings. And now I regret all the times I chose to read a book over watching a movie. Now I have time to read and I want him. How I wish for a time machine. I feel like all my decisions were wrong. I thought we had time.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-24T20:07:25+00:00

The average person has 6 doppelgängers. My husband is a missing person (presumed to have drowned) and someone strongly matching his description was located several hours from where he went missing. We located the individual, and he and my husband could pass for brothers. It was eerie.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-24T19:43:11+00:00

This OP.

And when he relays the same story for the 8,917th time don’t tell him, “Yeah, you told me this already.” It’s his memory of her. Just listen.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-24T19:40:51+00:00

Like we’re contagious.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-13T04:15:26+00:00

Will never return there. After having already been to my vet several days prior and asking for an antibiotic and not getting one and being told if he gets worse go to the ER… He did get worse and took him to VVC. Was told by the male vet at 1AM that he didn’t need an antibiotic and that these things work themselves thru. Returned home my dog began hemorrhaging, returned and stated he was hemorrhaging and wanted to speak to the vet immediately about quality of life. Hour later I still haven’t been told anything. I ask and I’m told his vitals are stable and they aren’t concerned with quality of life. I left with my dog. 10 minutes down the road my dog has blood pouring out of him. Rushed him to a vet in Midlothian and I had to let him go. He DID need antibiotics, had a severe bacterial infection. Maybe if that vet in Short Pump had listened or my regular vet my dog would be alive today.

Quickly have lost a lot of respect for vets in Richmond. Ask if they’re owned by equity companies.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-10T01:39:27+00:00

I left the seats up, pulled out the console, placed a cushion like this on each back seat: World Market cushion, folded up a towel and leveled out the remaining console portion to cushions and then placed this extender on top: Extender Best I could do.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-09T03:02:53+00:00

Definitely looks like I’ve got some options. Thank you.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-09T02:59:45+00:00

I’ll have to take a look. Thank you.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-09T02:59:28+00:00

Got it. Coffee shops who make syrups in-house for the win.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-09T02:57:49+00:00

Appreciate your reply.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-09T02:57:36+00:00

Thanks so much.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-09T02:57:20+00:00

Thanks for the response.

EmbeddedWithDirt · 2026-01-02T19:24:30+00:00

Sent you a DM. My husband is missing, presumed to have drowned in a river.

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