//Anyway, I would strongly, strongly urge you to at least look into refinancing. If your original loan is from a few years back, and especially if you have a better credit report currently than you did back then (you imply that this might be the case) you might be able to save a lot of money. //
No, we don’t. We got our house about 18 months ago. We had to do a lot of credit scrubbing at the time and so that was probably our shining moment, credit wise.
//The credit card. A little mathematics based on your OP tells me you waited 7 months whilst paying only the minimum//
Yes. It isn’t a matter of “waiting” it is a matter of not being able to pay more. It may not be so hard to scrape up $50 once, but not every month.
As far as the car goes, our old car DID break down, and we aren’t fixing it [it was a 1989 and we’ve had it for ages]. We are donating it to charity. We coudln’t even get anyone to buy it. We did have someone say they would tow it without charging us, but that was the best offer we could find. The van is supposed to be for trips only. It uses way too much gas, which is why we needed to get the other car. Now that we have the other car, the van doesn’t really cost us anything, since we won’t be driving it except a few times a year to go on trips (like driving to Florida etc to visit family. Flying is too expensive, and if we take the van, we don’t need to pay for hotels). It certainly wouldn’t save us $200 month not having it. What we could sell the van for would be far less than we could replace it for, and it would cost us more in the long run. Unless someone is suggesting that I no longer see my family. My closest reletive lives over 900 miles away.
And yes, my business isn’t extremely profitable. So I should give it up. I should abandon the clients that I have, destroy my credibility so that I can never restart my business, and turn my back on my dream. Because I am $3000 behind. After all, getting money is the most important thing in the world, far beyond personal acheivecment. Far beyond happiness.
Fuck it, why did I even bother trying to start my own business and do something I enjoy? I could be in a dead-end job, totally miserable, day in and day out slinging hash! Screw it! Who the hell was I to try to do something I love and be successful at it! I should have remembered–life is a miserable burden and far too much trouble than it is worth. That is how it’s always been except for small slivers of happiness here and there.
I’ve pretty much made up my mind that what I’m going to do is nothing at all. I’ll let my credit go back in the dumpster where it was when I was in college. I don’t really have that much going for me anyway. CPS is probably going to take my son away because he’s been wetting his pants too much and therefore I’m a neglectful mother. A woman from my support group is threatening to sue me for using her first name in my journal. One of the former members of my message board claims they can have me thrown in prison and my son taken away, and can/will have my server shut down. My business is never going to amount to shit. I can’t get out of the small amount of debt we are in, every time we clean our house it just falls back to shit. My only friends live in a state 2300 miles away. Everything I’ve ever cared about has either failed, left, or been taken from me, with the exception of my husband. I really don’t see why I’ve even bothered to worry about this, since it’s the same as it’s always been, always will be, and I should just accept that my life will always suck. I accepted it before, but for a while I actually had started thinking that I might have been wrong.