Help Nana install necessities after fleeing abuse

This is hard to write and ask for help.

As a lot of you know, I’ve finally started sharing what the abuse perpetrated on me by my husband has been.

It’s taken me 2.5 years to plan an escape and get away and try to do it amicably.

For the last 7 months, I’ve been living off-grid. I found some owner-financed land with a well, a septic system (unused after being installed 20 years ago and abandoned), and an area I could put a home. I lived in a tent for 3 months, then an RV for 2, and now a rent-to-own shed. My well runs off a generator (I don’t have solar or electric yet either) but only pumps about 6 gallons at a time. I’ve also been utilizing food pantries since June.

I have no fixed heat source, no indoor plumbing, no kitchen, or bed. I don’t have a toilet. My single burner cook stove crapped out last week (so that means no coffee), and I almost burned my house down 2 nights ago with my kerosene heater.

My amicable divorce was supposed to get me to these next things to help me live my life—

But instead, I found a receipt of my husband’s for an expedited passport AFTER he “joked around” he was leaving the country. I found this 3 weeks before the house sale (that now has not happened). He hadn’t paid the mortgage in 2 months & had a stack of shut-off notices from utility companies and an $80 bottle of gin. He bought a ticket to Bali, is what my assumption is, since his son lives there.

He was planning on leaving the country before things were settled amicably. The 64-year-old man who can barely drive the NJ Turnpike was running.

I made 2 trips to Massachusetts from between November 1st and the 13th begging him to settle. He refused to negotiate or meet to get the divorce settled on either of those trips. These trips are 700 miles each way. Hard on my body, my truck, my farm, and the dogs.

Our agreement was to settle amicably—or I tell everyone what he’d done to me.

I’ve blown up my life, my home, businesses, and friendships to get away from this man.

I’ve reported him to the police and supplied them with films and photos that I was able to access—that my husband—the man I was supposed to trust—took of me without my consent and stored in private locked albums on his phone and our shared computer. I’m absolutely sure he has shared them. I am gutted by everything I’ve found and what he did to me.

There is no way for me to access any funds from anywhere to finish these things I need done in the next few weeks, before I have extensive spinal surgery to rebuild my disintegrating spine on Dec 17 with follow-up radiation. No bending, lifting, or twisting for 12 weeks with a 10 lb weight restriction for 4-6 months. I’m in extreme pain most of the time from MS and because of my spine in its present state, it occasionally renders me unable to walk. I have to use crutches then.

I’m incredibly depressed, sad, and furious that I let these things get to this point because I chose to trust a man who made empty promises.

I hate to ask for help at this point, but I really do need it. This situation is closing in on dire.

I want to thank you all for reaching out with messages of support encouraging me to take this next step.

I appreciate any help you can give at this time.