Thank you everyone. I feel better knowing that so many people are willing to help a total stranger in thier time of need. I cried when I read how many people responded, not because I was still upset but because I felt I was not alone. I guess ya'll deserve to know what happened (helps me vent too):
Eric is my best friend since the 9th grade. When we graduated, his parents left Arkansas and moved to TN when we were still 17. They left him the house (1 and 1/2 stories, inground pool, very, very nice neighboorhood) and said he had to get a job, pay rent and utilities. So he got a job at Krogers and makes minimum. Off and on through the last two years he has been there he has had several room mates: one pair ripped up the carpets and walpaper so they could "fix the place up" and then moved out over night leaveing him a torn up house. Then, his parents decided to fix the rotting deck, by ripping it out. There is still a hole in the pool and a three foot drop-off from the back porch. All of this really wasn't that bad. The house was still clean and livable, Eric had just gotten ripped off a few times. Well, about three-four months ago, he met his girlfriend and she moved in after she graduated. Since Eric works 8 hours a day, her job was to keep the house clean because she refuses to get a job. She doesn't. Infact she made it worst than ever before. I hadn't been in the house since she moved in. But I did have some things over there. Eric was kind enough to let me store some of my things over there because I have no place for it here. It was mainly kitchen stuff for when me and my hubby move out into a house of our own. I was insured that my stuff was still ok and untouched. A couple of days before chirstmas, Eric and his girlfriend borrowed some of my things to make sushi. I left them borrow it and told them I would be over the next day to get the stuff back because I needed it for christmas. The next I went over and almost threw up on the porch. The stench of the house was terrible. Im glad I wore my rain boots, not because of the rain, but because the crap and trash in the house came up to my knees. Have you every seen Hoarders? This house would have qualified. The living room, dining room, and bedrooms were stacked with boxes, trash, clothes, and molding food. The kitchen was covered in roaches and mold. The bathroom had black mold growing in the sheet rock. The rest of the sheet rock in the house had massive holes, some clean through the wall. When you walked through the house, the knats flew up and parted the way for you. And of course, there was my stuff: everywhere. The first thing I found was my gold laced china set with food caked on it and several pieces were broken or missing. Alot of my stuff was missing. Eric had no idea that she had been using my stuff when he wasn't there. I was in a rage. How dare they do this to my stuff! I don't care what they do the thier stuff but how can you break and disrespect other peoples things like that!I made a commitment to have all of my things out of that house before the weekend was over. And I did. We talked to him of course, told him how the mold and rats and roaches could kill him and his animals. He would not listen. I was worried ya'll. He was my best friend and I couldn't believe he was living like this. Letting her sit on her butt all day and complain about how he doesn't clean. That all of this was his fault. I agree that some of it was, but I can not completely blame Eric for the condition of the house. I was angrey that my things were broken, but they could be replaced; I can't replace Eric. I didn't know what to do so, I called the owners of the house: his parents. They were upset as you could imagine. So upset that they came down yesterday from TN- and kicked Eric out. So now, my best friend has no where to go and it all my fault. He could stay with us for a while, but he won't leave her. I know that getting him out of that house will be the best thing for him in the long run but it hurts so bad right now. Im so worried and I am so upset that everything fell apart like this. I feel like I stabbed him in the back. He won't talk to me and she blames everything on me. What am I suppost to do? And thats why I asked for prayers. I need some kind of intervention here. I can't go back and change what happened, so I am hoping some kind of higher power can make it better from here. My hubby is over there now helping them move some things out before his parents change the locks. I can't believe I screwed up this bad, but I couldn't let him stay there like that. I don't really believe in a specific God, but I am desperate and I need all the help I can get. Need help finding Eric a place to live and to rekindle our 7 year friendship. And I need help to continue beleive that what I did was the right thing to do. And if it wasn't, to help me fix it from here. Thanks alot you guys. Your responses to pray for Eric made me feel much better last night that someone, even people from across the country are praying for him. I've done enough- its up to something greater now.