When we went out to that apartment complex to apply to rent a 2 bedroom apartment,there was a weird guy under the breezeway. We couldn’t find the rental office,so we asked the weird man…he said he was waiting for someone,but would show us the apartment. He left us alone in the apartment while he returned outside to wait for someone. We joined the man & told him we liked the apartment. He got some applications out of his pick up truck & gave them to us…they were dirty and wrinkled. He wrote his name & phone number on the back of an application & told us to call him after we had turned in the completed applications & he would go pick up the applications. He told us to drop them in a drop box & pointed that out. Whoever he was waiting for never arrived. He didn’t use a key to let us enter the apartment…the door was already unlocked. He asked a few times when we was returning the applications. We never did see the rental office. The apartment was exactly as advertised & so was the grounds. Outside of the apartment the complex looked terrible,not at all as advertised…a sparkling pool and tennis court were mentioned in the add…but what we seen was…the pool was filled in with dirt & the tennis court was horrible,clearly,hadn’t been used in many years. We only seen 2 tenants. There was no more than 10 cars in the parking lot.
I know we were ignorant…we filled out the applications & faxed them last night. Now I am rehashing everything & freaking out. He has all our personal information. I am terrified of what he’s going to do to us. Of course maybe I am just being paranoid & its all legit,but I am seriously doubting it.
The first contact had been through e mail…I had asked for info on a 2 bedroom apartment. I was informed by e mail there was a 2 bedroom unit available & received an application. I couldn’t open the application,so we went out there the next day. As for the weird guy…he looked like a grounds keeper & didn’t act professional & business-like. He had an old pick up truck…with yard tools in the bed. OMG…we’ve been scammed.
If all goes well & I think it will,we will be moving into a 2 bedroom apartment soon. We toured the apartment today & really like it,but there’s a lot to adjust to. There’s also the concern our current landlord will raise hell over this old house being trashed & vandalized by outlaws in the neighborhood. There’s also the concern over my husband’s poor credit & the fact we have 4 cars. The applications are messy…my handwriting is terrible. I am a nervous wreck…I want to cry in an ice cold beer. The thought of moving & knowing its so close has me feeling both excited & sad…afraid & confused. I don’t know what to expect…its a fresh new chapter in my life.
Its 2 bedrooms & really nice. Tomorrow we are applying for it. I’ve already talked to the manager & it looks positive we will be moving August 9. Tomorrow we can take a tour of our new condo. I’ve already claimed it & feel in my heart its ours. My emotions & feelings have been everywhere…sad,afraid,excited,confused…but I guess its normal…a long chapter is closing and a new 1 is beginning. Those hellish creeps won’t be able to cause us trouble anymore…we’ll be far from this old ghetto & all the freaks that live here. GRATITUDE
I was feeling better & more positive. She got on the FB chat & told me for a solid 30 minutes I am going to die. Everyday she tells me that & won’t shut up. It was so bad this morning I am feeling suicidal. She says because I’m fat I am going to die soon. She’s already picking out my coffin,burial clothes,and plot…seriously. I can’t lose 100 pounds within 3 days. She ignores everything I say & thinks she knows far more about my health than I do. Its as if she wants me to die. I came close to blocking her on FB today.
I lay in bed this morning recalling the horrific events of the past. I feel like its something I need to do. I think its cleansing me & washing me clean…setting me free. I can finally look back on those horrors from a place of strength…& I can laugh at those evil bitches & bastards. The fools never actually took anything from me…although they tried to for years. I am much stronger & I am wiser. I have my dreams & passions. My sons are with me & so is my husband. Their frantic attempts to destroy us failed. There’s a place reserved in hell for those heartless idiots.
I think the worst is over…& I do love my Pontiac & have fun with my pc cars racing games. I enjoy reading,learning,& growing. The central AC & heat are appreciated blessings. We have plenty to eat & drink,shelter,& clothes…entertainment…& we had a wonderful week in Florida with family.
We don’t have luxuries,but do appreciate what we do have. In the end…family,love,& closeness matters most…that’s the highest priority…that’s what makes life worthwhile.
We lived in an old 1955 house…no heat or cooling. It was in the summer when we moved in. All we had to cool the house was a window unit AC & maybe 2 fans. It was boiling hot in there. It was unbearable. The winters were ice cold…we heated the house with portable heaters & used make-shift stuff that could’ve easily caught the house on fire. When it rained the roof leaked & soaked the kitchen & living room. There was a roach infestation & we lived next door to Ivan’s parents. His Mom & me often got into fights. As bad as it was I wasn’t prepared for the horrors that would befall us in Lebanon TN. I never knew such evil existed. What was supposed to be our dream home became an unbearable hell. Those demonic bitches & bastards took our home,made it theirs,& tortured & traumatized us in that house. We never had a chance in Lebanon TN. The Sanders house was never really our house,although we were the ones paying the morgage on it every month. Those maggots controlled every aspect of our lives. They used threats & the laws to force us to obey them. Well,we lost the Sanders house & have lived 7 years in this old rental house. Its falling apart.
If I am to heal & move back home I must face the demons & reality…my fears & phobias. Lebanon TN is a town…neither evil nor good. Its a big percentage of the people in this town that are evil & vile. Those demons gave the town a nasty,ugly reputation…they turned it into an unbearable place to live. There’s no freedom here…no peace. I live my life looking over my shoulder…watching my back…always defensive,cautious,on guard,& never trusting. Lebanon TN belongs to satan & his demons. In this town those evil creatures take your freedom,your identity,any & everything that gives you strength & power. By time they are done with you…you are broken nearly beyond repair. There will never come a time when you will feel safe,secure,and at peace. It reminds me of the movie…The Stepford Wives. Living here is like living in a horror movie.
My sons & me have already been severely damaged by those evil bitches & bastards. Lebanon TN will never be our home…those demons made sure of that. Every horror they did to us was for their benefit. Its those demons I hate. Its not the town…its those maggots that abuse & victimize those they see as easy prey.
as beautiful as those apartments are…I don’t want to return to apartment living…& I am done with Lebanon,TN…I hate it here with every fiber of my being. I am done with TN. the unfairness enrages me. My sons & me had 4 years with our family in Florida…my husband has had 13 years with his family in TN. My sons & me had to wait 8 years to see our family in Florida…1 week…& then it was back to hell hole Lebanon TN. This is NOT home & never ever will be. There are nothing but horrible memories here. I don’t feel we are safe here…I know we aren’t. The winters are unbearable. The town is ugly. This old house is making us sick…its killing us…its a health hazard…its dangerous.
As for that apartment…fact is…its here in Lebanon TN. Its a desperate move…a last resort sort of thing. If I could have it my way…we’d move back to Green Cove Springs Florida.